Lyrics Please Don't Bury Me - John Prine
Woke
up
this
morning
Put
on
my
slippers
Walked
in
the
kitchen
and
died
And
oh
what
a
feeling
When
my
soul
Went
thru
the
ceiling
And
on
up
into
heaven
I
did
ride
When
I
got
there
they
did
say
John,
it
happened
this
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
Please
don't
bury
me
Down
in
that
cold
cold
ground
No,
I'd
druther
have
'em
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
of
my
ears
If
they
don't
mind
the
size
Give
my
stomach
to
Milwaukee
If
they
run
out
of
beer
Put
my
socks
in
a
cedar
box
Just
get
'em
out
of
here
Venus
de
Milo
can
have
my
arms
Look
out!
I've
got
your
nose
Sell
my
heart
to
the
junkman
And
give
my
love
to
Rose
But
please
don't
bury
me
Down
in
that
cold
cold
ground
No,
I'd
druther
have
'em
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
of
my
ears
If
they
don't
mind
the
size
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
walking
cane
It's
a
sin
to
tell
a
lie
Send
my
mouth
way
down
south
And
kiss
my
ass
goodbye
But
please
don't
bury
me
Down
in
that
cold
cold
ground
No,
I'd
druther
have
"em"
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
of
my
ears
If
they
don't
mind
the
size
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