PLEASE DON T BURY ME by John Prine
[Verse]
Woke up this morning, put on my slippers
Walked in the kitchen and died
And oh, what a feelin when my soul went through the ceiling
And on up into 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 were the very last words that you said
[Chorus]
Please don t bury me down in the cold, cold ground
No, I druther have them cut me up and pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
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]
Please don t bury me down in the cold, cold ground
No, I druther have them cut me up and pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
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]
Please don t bury me down in the cold, cold ground
No, I druther have them cut me up and pass me all around
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the blind can have my eyes
And the deaf can take both my ears if they don t mind the size