John Prine - Please dont bury me

^DWoke up this morning,^G put on my slippers ^DWalked in the kitchen and ^Adied And ^Doh what a feeling when my ^Gsoul went through the ceiling and ^Aon up in to heaven I did ^Drise When I ^Ggot there they did say John it ^Dhappened this-a-way you ^Dslipped upon the floor and hit your ^Ahead And ^Dall the angels say just be^Gfore you passed away these ^Dwere the very ^Alast words that you ^Dsaid

^GPlease don't bury me down ^Din that cold cold ground I'd ^Drather have 'em cut me up and pass me all a^Around ^DThrow my brains in a hurricane the ^Gblind can have my ^Deyes The ^Gdeaf can take ^Dboth of my ears if ^Athey don't mind the ^Dsize

^DGive my stomach to Milwaukee if ^Gthey run out of beer ^DPut my socks in a cedar box just ^E7get 'em out'a ^Ahere ^DVenus de milo can have my arms Look ^Gout! I've got your ^Dnose ^GSell my heart to the ^Djunk man and ^Agive my love to ^DRose

But, ^Gplease don't bury me down ^Din that cold cold ground I'd ^Drather have 'em cut me up and pass me all a^Around ^DThrow my brains in a hurricane the ^Gblind can have my ^Deyes And the ^Gdeaf can take ^Dboth of my ears if ^Athey don't mind the ^Dsize

^DGive my feet to the foot-loose ^Gcareless fancy free ^DGive my knees to the needy don't 'cha ^E7pull that stuff on ^Ame ^DHand me down my walkin' cane, it's a ^Gsin to tell a ^Dlie ^GSend my mouth ^Dway down south and ^Akiss my ass good^Dbye

But, ^Gplease don't bury me down ^Din that cold cold ground I'd ^Drather have 'em cut me up and pass me all a^Around ^DThrow my brains in a hurricane the ^Gblind can have my ^Deyes The ^Gdeaf can take ^Dboth of my ears if ^Athey don't mind the ^Dsize