ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steinar Raknes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gillian Welch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steinar Raknes
Producer
歌詞
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
So 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 am 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
That old copper kettle
Was the death of me
Written by: Gillian Welch
