Dont Bury Me
John PrineVersion1
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Woke up this morning, put on my slippers
went to the kitchen and died
And oh what a feeling when my soul went through the celing
and on up in to heaven I did rise
When I got there they did say John it happened this-a-way
you slipped upon the floor and hit your head
And all the angels say just before you passed away
these are the very last words that you said
Please don't bury me down in that cold cold ground
I'd rather have 'em cut me up and pass me all around
Throw my brains in a huricane
The blind can have my eyes
'deaf can take both of my ears if they don't mind the size
Give my stomach to Milwakee if they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box just get 'em out'a here
Venus de milo can have my arms
Look out! I've got your nose
Sell my heart to the junk man
And give my love to Rose
Give my feet to the foot-loose
careless fancy free
Give my knees to the needy
don't 'cha pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walkin' cane, it's a sin to tell a lie
Send my mouth way down south and kiss my ass good-bye
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Readable chord sheet for Dont Bury Me by John Prine
W[D]oke up this morning, pu[G]t on my slippers w[D]ent to the kitchen and di[A]ed A[D]nd oh what a feeling when m[G]y soul went through the celing a[A]nd on up in to heaven I di[D]d rise W[G]hen I got there they did say Joh[D]n it happened this-a-way y[A]ou slipped upon the floor and hit your head A[D]nd all the angels say ju[G]st before you passe[D]d away t[A]hese are the very last[D] words that you said P[G]lease don't bury me down in[D] that cold cold ground I[A]'d rather have 'em cut me up and pass me all around T[D]hrow my brains in a huricane T[G]he blind can have my ey[D]es '[G]deaf can take both[D] of my ears if the[A]y don't mind the siz[D]e Give my stomach to Milwakee if they run out of beer Put my socks in a cedar box just get 'em out'a here Venus de milo can have my arms Look out! I've got your nose Sell my heart to the junk man And give my love to Rose Give my feet to the foot-loose careless fancy free Give my knees to the needy don't 'cha pull that stuff on me Hand me down my walkin' cane, it's a sin to tell a lie Send my mouth way down south and kiss my ass good-bye