Please Don't Bury Me
by John Prine

Woke up this morningPut on my slippersWalked in the kitchen and diedAnd oh what a feeling!When my soulWent thru the ceilingAnd on up into heaven I did rideWhen I got there they did sayJohn, it happened this wayYou slipped upon the floorAnd hit your headAnd all the angels sayJust before you passed awayThese were the very last wordsThat you said:Chorus:Please don't bury meDown in that cold cold groundNo, I'd druther have "em" cut me upAnd pass me all aroundThrow my brain in a hurricaneAnd the blind can have my eyesAnd the deaf can take both of my earsIf they don't mind the sizeGive my stomach to MilwaukeeIf they run out of beerPut my socks in a cedar boxJust get "em" out of hereVenus de Milo can have my armsLook out! I've got your noseSell my heart to the junkmanAnd give my love to RoseRepeat ChorusGive my feet to the footlooseCareless, fancy freeGive my knees to the needyDon't pull that stuff on meHand me down my walking caneIt's a sin to tell a lieSend my mouth way down southAnd kiss my ass goodbyeRepeat Chorus