Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tear My Stillhouse Down , by - Gillian Welch. Song from the album Revival, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 08.04.1996
Record label: Acony
Song language: English
Tear My Stillhouse Down |
| 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 whiskey 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 |