Standard (EADGBE)

Put no stone at my head, no flowers on my tomb

No gold plated sign,in a marble pillared room

The only 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