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From: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca (Jeffrey Goffin) PLEASE DON'T BURY ME by John Prine
CWoke up this morning, Fput on my slippers CWalked in the kitchen and Gdied And Coh, what a feelin' when my Fsoul went through the ceiling And Gon up into heaven I did Crise When I Fgot there they did say John it Chappened this a-way You slipped upon the floor and hit your Ghead And Call the angels say just Fbefore you passed Caway These were the very Glast words that you Csaid
FPlease don't bury me down Cin the cold, cold ground No, I druther have them cut me up and pass me all aGround CThrow my brain in a hurricane and the Fblind can have my Ceyes And the Fdeaf can take Cboth my ears if Gthey don't mind the Csize
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 & INSTRUMENTAL 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 * "Here's a song that I like to play. * * Print it out, play it and pass it around. * * If you like it, send me one of your favourites." * * * * Jeffrey Goffin Internet: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca * * Calgary, Alberta, Canada FidoNet: 1:134/160 *