Paroles Tear My Stillhouse Down de Gillian Welch

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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

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Par suzikiou le 2008/05/11 03:45
bonjour Gillian, te chansons me touchent profondément. Elles sont comme mousson triste et lumineuse, comme champ de blé noir et nourrissant. Merci pour cette beauté, merci pour ces infortunés, ces délaissés, ces crève coeur que tu chantes.
Par maleny le 2007/11/15 19:40
je fais de la guitare et mon proffesseur ma donner "make me a pallet on your floor" et j'ai chercher et maintenant j'adore cette chanson elle est tro magnifique !! voila !!!!

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