Tear My Stillhouse Down Lyrics

	作词 : Welch
	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 That old copper kettle was the death of me

	zuo ci : Welch
	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 That old copper kettle was the death of me

	zuò cí : Welch
	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 That old copper kettle was the death of me

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