Chords for John Prine - "Please Don't Bury Me"

[A] [C#] [D] Woke up this morning, [G] put on my slippers, [D] walked in the kitchen [A] and died.
[D] And oh, what a feeling [G] when my soul went through the ceiling [A] and on up into heaven [D] I did ride.
[G] When I got there they did say, [D] John, it happened this way.
You slipped upon the floor [A] and hit your head.
[D] And all the angels say, [G] just before you [D] passed away, that these were the [A] very last words [D] that you said.
[G] Please don't bury me [D] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [A] all around.
[D] Throw my brain in a [G] hurricane, the blind could [D] have my eyes [G] and the deaf could [D] take.
Oh, did [A] my ears just beat on [D] my mind's desire.
[G] [D] [A] .
[D] [G] [D] [A] .
[D] To get my stomach, two [G] Milwaukee if they [D] run out of beer.
Put my socks in a cedar [E] box just to get them [A] out of here.
[D] Fiendish to my load could have my [G] arms, look out, I [D] got your nose.
[G] Sell my [D] heart to the junk [A] man and give my [D] love to Rose.
[G] But please don't bury me [D] down in the cold, cold ground.
I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [A] all around.
[D] Throw my brain in a [G] hurricane, the blind could [D] have my eyes [G] and the deaf could [D] take.
Oh, did my [A] ears just beat on [D] my mind's desire.
[G] Oh, man.
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[A] [D] [G] [D] .
[A] [D] Give my feet to the [G] footloose, careless, [D] fancy freak.
And give my knees to the needy, [E] don't pull that stuff [A] on me.
[D] Hand me down my walking cane, [G] it's a sin to tell [D] a lie.
[G] Send my mouth [D] way [A] down south and kiss [D] my ass goodbye.
[G] But please don't bury me [D] down in the cold, cold ground.
I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [A] all [D] around.
Throw my brain in a hurricane, [G] the blind [D] could have my eyes [G] and the deaf could take.
[D] Oh, did [A] my ears just beat on my [D] mind's desire.
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