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Tear My Stillhouse Down
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Gillian Welch
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Tear My Stillhouse Down - lyrics Songwriters: Gillian Welch Put no stone at my head, no flowers on my tomb... No gold plated sign, in a marble pillared room... The one thing that I want, when they lay me in the ground... When I die, tear my stillhouse down! (Chorus) Lord, tear my stillhouse down. Let it go to rust! Don't leave no trace of the hiding place, Where I made that evil stuff! For all my time and money; no profit did I see! That old copper kettle, was the death of me! When I was a child, way back in the hills... I laughed at the men, who tended those stills... But that old mountain shine, it caught me somehow... When I die, tear my stillhouse down! (Chorus) Oh, tear my stillhouse down. Let it go to rust! Don't leave no trace of the hiding place, Where I made that evil stuff! For all my time and money; no profit did I see! That old copper kettle, was the death of me! (Insturmental) So, tell all your children, that Hell ain't no dream... ‘Cause Satan, he lives; In my whiskey machine... And in my time of dying, I know where I'm bound... When I die, tear my stillhouse down! (Chorus) Oh, oh, tear my stillhouse down. Let it go to rust! Don't leave no trace of the hiding place, Where I made that evil stuff! For all my time and money; no profit did I see! That old copper kettle, was the death of me!
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