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Tear My Stillhouse Down Chords

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 another Gillian Welch classic


                        Tear My Stillhouse Down


         D                    G 
Put no stone at my head, no flowers on my tomb 
    D                      A 
No gold plated sign,in a marble pillared room 
     D                            G 
The only thing I want, when they lay me in the ground 
        D   A                  D 
When I die tear my stillhouse down 


    G 
Oh tear my stillhouse down, let it go to rust 
        D 
Don't leave no trace of the hiding place, where I made that evil stuff
     G 
For all my time and money, no profit did I see
      D                          A      D 
That old copper kettle was the death of me


     D                   G
When I was a child, way back in the hills
    D                       A
I laughed at the men, who tended those stills
          D                       G
But that old mountain shine, it caught me somehow
        D   A                  D
When I die tear my stillhouse down


    G 
Oh tear my stillhouse down, let it go to rust
        D 
Don't leave no trace of the hiding place, where I made that evil stuff
     G 
For all my time and money, no profit did I see
      D                          A      D 
That old copper kettle was the death of me


    D                            G
Oh tell all your children, that Hell ain't no dream
         D                     A
'Cause Satan he lives, in my whiskey machine
     D                      G
And in my time of dying, I know where I'm bound
           D      A                  D
So when I die,.. tear my stillhouse down


    G 
Oh tear my stillhouse down, let it go to rust
        D 
Don't leave no trace of the hiding place, where I made that evil stuff
     G 
For all my time and money, no profit did I see
      D                          A      D 
That old copper kettle was the death of me
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