
03-15-2002, 09:21 AM
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Join Date: Nov 2001
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bury
I woke up this morning
Put on my slipers
walked in the kitchen and died
and Oh what a feeling
as my soul went through the ceiling
and on up into heaven I did ride.
Please don't bury me down in that cold, cold ground
I'd rather have them cut me up and pass me all around......
~John Prine
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