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Please Don't Bury Me
John Prine

E                     A
Woke up this mornin'   put on my slippers
E                         B7
Walked in the kitchen and died
    E                           A
And oh what a feelin'   when my soul went through the ceilin'
    B7                      E
And on up into heaven I did rise

       A                              E 
When I got there they did say John it happened this-a way
                                        B7
You slipped upon the floor and hit your head
    E                           A               E
And all the angels said just before you passed away
                    B7                  E
These were the very last words that you said

A                          E  
Please don't bury me  down in that cold cold ground
                                                   B7
No I'm gonna have 'em cut me up  and pass me all around
E                                     A                 E 
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
        A             E                  B7                  E  
And the deaf can take both o' my ears if they don't mind the size

E                                A              E 
Give my stomach to Milwaukee   I favor that ol' beer
                                 F#m           B7
Put my socks in a cedar box just get 'em outta here
E                               A                     E    
Venus de Milo can have my arms look out I've got your nose
A                                B7              E                
Sell my heart to the junkman and give my love to Rose

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Give my feet to the footloose  careless and fancy free
Give my knees to the needy  don't pull that stuff on me
Hand me down my walkin' cane it's a sin to tell a lie
Sit in my mouth when I'm south and kiss my ass goodbye

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