Tear My Still house down

Put no stones on 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 still house down

Chorus:

Tear my still house down, let it go to rust

Don’t leave no trace of the hidin’ 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 boy way back in the hills

I laughed at the men who tended those stills

That old mountain shine still caught me somehow

When I die tear my still house down

Chorus:

Tear my still house down, let it go to rust

Don’t leave no trace of the hidin 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

So tell all your children that hell ain’t no dream

The devil he lives in my whiskey machine

And in my time of dyin’ I know where I’m bound

When I die tear my still house down

Chorus:

Tear my still house down, let it go to rust

Don’t leave no trace of the hidin 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