Tear My Stillhouse Down lyrics translation: GILLIAN WELCH Tear My Stillhouse Down song texte and letras GILLIAN WELCH Tear My Stillhouse Down tab, paroles and testo GILLIAN WELCH Tear My Stillhouse Down Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
Put no stone at my head, no flowers on my tomb
No gold plated sign in a marble pillared room
The one thing I want when they lay me in the ground
When I die tear my stillhouse down
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
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
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
Oh tell all your children that Hell ain`t no dream
`Cause Satan he lives in my whisky machine
And in my time of dying I know where I`m bound
So when I die tear my stillhouse down
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
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