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Tear My Stillhouse Down ukulele

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 another Gillian Welch classic


                        Tear My Stillhouse Down


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


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


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


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


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


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

            
            
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