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|  | Текст (слова) песни: John Prine -  Please Dont Bury Me
 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:
 
 Chorus:
 
 Please dont bury me
 
 Down in that cold cold ground
 
 No, Id 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 dont 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! Ive got your nose
 
 Sell my heart to the junkman
 
 And give my love to rose
 
 Repeat chorus
 
 Give my feet to the footloose
 
 Careless, fancy free
 
 Give my knees to the needy
 
 Dont pull that stuff on me
 
 Hand me down my walking cane
 
 Its a sin to tell a lie
 
 Send my mouth way down south
 
 And kiss my ass goodbye
 
 Repeat chorus
 
 
    
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