yeah the final things they never really fed me ain't no sense in chasing dollarsthat i can't take with me my favorite truck two hundred thousand miles on ityeah when my day comes it's yours if you want it i'll be on my way riding on angel's queenyou know i've always been a man of simple means so yeah don't really matter where you lay my boneswhen i'm headed homepay me in blue jeansyeah these four walls i know i just don't know my name's on the mailbox that the bank still ownsi ain't trying to lock my pockets in some gold rush townyeah cause all that goldwill only weigh me downso i'll be on my way riding on angel's queenyou know i've always been a man of simple meansso yeah don't really matter where you lay my boneswhen i'm headed homepay me in blue jeansall the kings buried with all their thingsrubies and diamond ringsdon't really mean anythingyeahbury mewith my boots upa life well livedis a life well livedcause i'll be on my way riding on angel's queenyou know i've always been a man of simple means so yeah don't really matter where you lay my boneswhen i'm headed homepay me in blue jeansall the kings buried with all their thingsrubies and diamond ringsdon't really mean anythingyeah yeah yeahThey may have laid