Bury Me By the Bonfire - Tim Montana

If I die before I wake

Take me outback to my favorite place

Where the cold beer flows, warm wind blows

Come Friday night everybody knows

Get wild, jacked up

Bottle in the air, come on and sip up

If I go I’m goin' cowboy style

Put me six feet deep, bury me by the bonfire

Is it just dirt?

Hell no

Ain’t just a place where the green grass grows

It’s a good time state of mind

Loose yourself in a bottle of shine

Get wild, jacked up

Bottle in the air, come on and sip up

If I go I’m goin' cowboy style

Put me six feet deep, bury me by the bonfire

Bury me by the bonfire

A hundred years of kin-folk are buried by the tree outback

I’m damn sure not the first, and I’m damn sure not the last

Get wild, jacked up

Bottle in the air, come on and sip up

If I go I’m goin' cowboy style

Oh, if I go I’m goin' cowboy style

Put me six feet deep, bury me by the bonfire

Bury me by the bonfire

Oh, bury me, bury me by the bonfire

Bury me by the bonfire