Chords for John Allan Cameron - 19 Please Don't Bury Me
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I have been telling my sophisticated urban friend [A] Robbie McNeil about the wonderful upbringing I had at Glencoe Station.
[E]
And I'll never forget the very private little joys we had there, like the personal calis,
and going to social events like wakes and weddings, as few people know.
But I remember my very first time out of [B] Glencoe Station on a trip to Anikinish,
[E] and the height of my excitement in Anikinish, I [A] remember, was [B] going into Woolworths and [E] trying on gloves.
And another time I remember going over to Glace Bay, and for an interesting pastime we went to Curry's funeral home
and watched the coffins warp. Oh God.
And speaking about coffins, this is a contemporary song about the joys of death,
and it's a song I remember doing, Isn't it Grand Boys to be Bloody Well Dead, and I got this sister song for it.
Woke up this morning, [A] put on my slippers, [E] walked in the kitchen and [B] died.
[E] And oh, what a feeling [A] when my soul went through the ceiling, [B] and on up into heaven [E] I'd arrive.
[A] When I got there, then he'd say, John, [E] it happened this way, you slipped upon the floor and [B] hit your head.
[E] And all the angels say, [A] just before you [E] passed away, [B] these were the very last words [E] that you said.
[A] Please don't bury [E] me down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of [B] my ears if they don't [E] mind size.
Give my stomach to [A] Milwaukee if they run [E] out of beer.
Throw my socks in the cedar box, [F#] just get them out of here.
[E] Finish them, I'll look and have my [A] arms, look out, I've [E] grabbed your nose.
Sell my heart to the junkman and give my love to Rose.
[A] Please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind [E] can have my eyes.
[A] The deaf can [E] take both of my ears if they don't mind size.
Give my feet to the footloose, careless, fancy free.
Give my knees to the needy, [F#] don't lay that stuff on me.
[E] Hand me down my walker [A] cane, it's a sin to [E] tell a lie.
Send my mouth away down south and kiss my ass goodbye.
[A] But please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of my [B] ears if they don't [E] mind size.
[Em] [N]
[E]
And I'll never forget the very private little joys we had there, like the personal calis,
and going to social events like wakes and weddings, as few people know.
But I remember my very first time out of [B] Glencoe Station on a trip to Anikinish,
[E] and the height of my excitement in Anikinish, I [A] remember, was [B] going into Woolworths and [E] trying on gloves.
And another time I remember going over to Glace Bay, and for an interesting pastime we went to Curry's funeral home
and watched the coffins warp. Oh God.
And speaking about coffins, this is a contemporary song about the joys of death,
and it's a song I remember doing, Isn't it Grand Boys to be Bloody Well Dead, and I got this sister song for it.
Woke up this morning, [A] put on my slippers, [E] walked in the kitchen and [B] died.
[E] And oh, what a feeling [A] when my soul went through the ceiling, [B] and on up into heaven [E] I'd arrive.
[A] When I got there, then he'd say, John, [E] it happened this way, you slipped upon the floor and [B] hit your head.
[E] And all the angels say, [A] just before you [E] passed away, [B] these were the very last words [E] that you said.
[A] Please don't bury [E] me down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of [B] my ears if they don't [E] mind size.
Give my stomach to [A] Milwaukee if they run [E] out of beer.
Throw my socks in the cedar box, [F#] just get them out of here.
[E] Finish them, I'll look and have my [A] arms, look out, I've [E] grabbed your nose.
Sell my heart to the junkman and give my love to Rose.
[A] Please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind [E] can have my eyes.
[A] The deaf can [E] take both of my ears if they don't mind size.
Give my feet to the footloose, careless, fancy free.
Give my knees to the needy, [F#] don't lay that stuff on me.
[E] Hand me down my walker [A] cane, it's a sin to [E] tell a lie.
Send my mouth away down south and kiss my ass goodbye.
[A] But please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of my [B] ears if they don't [E] mind size.
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_ _ I have been telling my sophisticated urban friend [A] Robbie McNeil about the wonderful upbringing I had at Glencoe Station.
[E] _
And I'll never forget the very private little joys we had there, like the personal calis,
and going to social events like wakes and weddings, as few people know.
But I remember my very first time out of [B] Glencoe Station on a trip to Anikinish,
[E] and the height of my excitement in Anikinish, I [A] remember, was [B] going into Woolworths and [E] trying on gloves.
_ _ _ _ _ And another time I remember going over to Glace Bay, and for an interesting pastime we went to Curry's funeral home
and _ watched the coffins warp. Oh _ _ _ _ _ God. _
And speaking about coffins, this is a contemporary song about the joys of death,
and it's a song I remember doing, Isn't it Grand Boys to be Bloody Well Dead, and I got this sister song for it.
_ _ _ Woke up this morning, [A] put on my slippers, [E] walked in the kitchen and [B] died.
_ [E] And oh, what a feeling [A] when my soul went through the ceiling, [B] and on up into heaven [E] I'd arrive.
[A] When I got there, then he'd say, John, [E] it happened this way, you slipped upon the floor and [B] hit your head.
[E] And all the angels say, [A] just before you [E] passed away, [B] these were the very last words [E] that you said. _
[A] Please don't bury [E] me down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of [B] my ears if they don't [E] mind size.
_ _ _ _ Give my stomach to [A] Milwaukee if they run [E] out of beer.
Throw my socks in the cedar box, [F#] just get them out of here.
[E] Finish them, I'll look and have my [A] arms, look out, I've [E] grabbed your nose.
Sell my heart to the junkman and give my love to Rose.
[A] Please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind [E] can have my eyes.
[A] The deaf can [E] take both of my ears if they don't mind size.
_ _ _ _ _ Give my feet to the footloose, careless, fancy free.
Give my knees to the needy, [F#] don't lay that stuff on me.
[E] Hand me down my walker [A] cane, it's a sin to [E] tell a lie.
Send my mouth away down south and kiss my ass goodbye.
[A] But please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of my [B] ears if they don't [E] mind size. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
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[E] _
And I'll never forget the very private little joys we had there, like the personal calis,
and going to social events like wakes and weddings, as few people know.
But I remember my very first time out of [B] Glencoe Station on a trip to Anikinish,
[E] and the height of my excitement in Anikinish, I [A] remember, was [B] going into Woolworths and [E] trying on gloves.
_ _ _ _ _ And another time I remember going over to Glace Bay, and for an interesting pastime we went to Curry's funeral home
and _ watched the coffins warp. Oh _ _ _ _ _ God. _
And speaking about coffins, this is a contemporary song about the joys of death,
and it's a song I remember doing, Isn't it Grand Boys to be Bloody Well Dead, and I got this sister song for it.
_ _ _ Woke up this morning, [A] put on my slippers, [E] walked in the kitchen and [B] died.
_ [E] And oh, what a feeling [A] when my soul went through the ceiling, [B] and on up into heaven [E] I'd arrive.
[A] When I got there, then he'd say, John, [E] it happened this way, you slipped upon the floor and [B] hit your head.
[E] And all the angels say, [A] just before you [E] passed away, [B] these were the very last words [E] that you said. _
[A] Please don't bury [E] me down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of [B] my ears if they don't [E] mind size.
_ _ _ _ Give my stomach to [A] Milwaukee if they run [E] out of beer.
Throw my socks in the cedar box, [F#] just get them out of here.
[E] Finish them, I'll look and have my [A] arms, look out, I've [E] grabbed your nose.
Sell my heart to the junkman and give my love to Rose.
[A] Please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind [E] can have my eyes.
[A] The deaf can [E] take both of my ears if they don't mind size.
_ _ _ _ _ Give my feet to the footloose, careless, fancy free.
Give my knees to the needy, [F#] don't lay that stuff on me.
[E] Hand me down my walker [A] cane, it's a sin to [E] tell a lie.
Send my mouth away down south and kiss my ass goodbye.
[A] But please don't bury me [E] down in the cold, cold ground.
No, I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me [B] all around.
[E] Throw my brain in a hurricane [A] and the blind can have my eyes.
The deaf can take both of my [B] ears if they don't [E] mind size. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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