Chords
Please Don't Bury Me

Key: D

Introduction:

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Woke up this morning, put on my slippers,
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went to the kitchen and died,
         D                                                 G 
And, oh, what a feeling when my soul went through the celing
         A                                               D 
and on up in to heaven I did rise!
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you slipped upon the floor and hit your head,
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And all the angels say just before you passed away
 G                                                 D 
"Please don't bury me down in that cold, cold ground.
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I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me all around,
 D 
Throw my brains in a hurricane,
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The blind can have my eyes,
             G                               D                               A                                   D 
the deaf can take both of my ears if they don't mind the size."

 D                                                                                                                 G                           D 
Give my stomach to Milwakee if they run out of beer 
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Put my socks in a cedar box, just get 'em out of here,
       D                                                                                                                         G                                                 D 
Venus de milo can have my arms.   Look out! I've got your nose.
     G                                                         D                                           A7                                         D 
Sell my heart to the junk man   and give my love to Rose.
Chorus

 D                                                                                                                 G                           D 
Give my feet to the foot-loose, careless, fancy-free.
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Give my knees to the needy  don't you pull that stuff on me.
       D                                                                                             G                                                 D 
Hand me down my walkin' cane  it's a sin to tell a lie.
     G                                                         D                                           A7                                         D 
Send my mouth way down south and kiss my ass good-bye.
Chorus