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Please Dont Bury Me

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John Prine (born October 10, 1946 in Maywood, Illinois-died April 7, 2020 in Nashville, Tennessee) was an American country/folk singer-songwriter who has achieved widespread critical (and some commercial) success since the early 1970s.

The son of William Prine and Verna Hamm, his grandfather had played guitar with Merle Travis and he started playing guitar himself at 14 years old. He was a postman for 5 years and spent a couple of years in the army before starting his musical career in the Chicago area.

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PLEASE DON'T BURY ME by John Prine

[Verse]
C F
Woke up this morning, put on my slippers
C G
Walked in the kitchen and died
C F
And oh, what a feelin' when my soul went through the ceiling
G C
And on up into heaven I did rise
F C
When I got there they did say John it happened this a-way
G
You slipped upon the floor and hit your head
C F C
And all the angels say just before you passed away
G C
These were the very last words that you said

[Chorus]
F C
Please don't bury me down in the cold, cold ground
G
No, I druther have them cut me up and pass me all around
C F C
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
F C G C
And the deaf can take both my ears if they don't mind the size

[Verse]
Give my stomache to Milwaukee if they run out of beer
Put my socks in a cedar box, just get them out of 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

[Chorus]
F C
Please don't bury me down in the cold, cold ground
G
No, I druther have them cut me up and pass me all around
C F C
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
F C G C
And the deaf can take both my ears if they don't mind the size

[Instrumental verse]

[Verse]
Give my feet to the footloose, careless, 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
Send my mouth way down south, and kiss my ass goodbye

[Chorus]
F C
Please don't bury me down in the cold, cold ground
G
No, I druther have them cut me up and pass me all around
C F C
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
F C G C
And the deaf can take both my ears if they don't mind the size