Brett Eldredge - When I Die Lyrics
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When I Die
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What Are The Lyrics For When I Die By Brett Eldredge?
Oh, yeah
Mmm Mmm-mm I been sippin' this cold cold liquor Celebratin' every minute passed If I stop and worry 'bout tomorrow then this moment's past And I been spinnin' in a lot more records Instead of spinnin' my worried mind I been stoppin' at the lemonade stand, takin' my sweet time So when I die Don't lay me down in a bed of dirt Shoot me off in a bottle rocket in the sky So that when I'm gone There won't be no second guessin' 'Bout the damn good life I lived when I die I'm not worried about the streets of gold When rain's coolin' off a blacktop road And I can dance with an angel down on Redbud Street And time might be endless like the stars at Heaven's door, mmm But down here, this watch is tickin' So let's fly a little more So when I die Don't lay me down in a bed of dirt Shoot me off in a bottle rocket in the sky So that when I'm gone There won't be no second guessin' 'Bout the damn good life I lived when I die, oh Let's go So when I die Don't lay me down in a bed of dirt Shoot me off in a bottle rocket in the sky So that when I'm gone There won't be no second guessin' 'Bout the damn good life I lived when I die They'll say oh, what a damn good life I lived when I die Oh, when I die |
Who Wrote When I Die By Brett Eldredge?
Brett Ryan Eldredge, Daniel Tashian, Ian Fitchuk
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What's The Duration Of The When I Die By Brett Eldredge?The duration of When I Die is 3:07 minutes and seconds. |
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