John Prine

Please Don't Bury Me

John Prine

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Woke up this morning, put on my slippers,   
D                       A   
went to the kitchen and died,   
    D                         G          
And, oh, what a feeling when my soul went through the celing   
    A                        D   
and on up in to heaven I did rise!   
       G                              D   
When I got there they did say, "John, it happened this-a-way:   
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you slipped upon the floor and hit your head,  
     D                      G                 D   
And all the angels say just before you passed away   
                  A                    D   
these are the very last words that you said:   
 

[Refrão]
G D "Please don't bury me down in that cold, cold ground. A I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me all around, D Throw my brains in a hurricane, G D The blind can have my eyes, G D A D the deaf can take both of my ears if they don't mind the size." Instrumental: G D A D D G D Give my stomach to Milwakee if they run out of beer; E7 A7 Put my socks in a cedar box, just get 'em out of here, D G D Venus de milo can have my arms. Look out! I've got your nose. G D A7 D Sell my heart to the junk man and give my love to Rose. Chorus Instrumental: D G D E7 A7 D G D G D A7 D D G D Give my feet to the foot-loose, careless, fancy-free. E7 A7 Give my knees to the needy; don't you pull that stuff on me. D G D Hand me down my walkin' cane; it's a sin to tell a lie. G D A7 D Send my mouth way down south and kiss my ass good-bye. Chorus

Enviado por: Luciano Insua

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