tear my stillhouse down
Singer:gillian welch
no gold plated sign in a marble pillared room
the one thing i want when they lay me in the ground
don't leave no trace of the hiding place
where i made that evil stuff
for all my time and money
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
don't leave no trace of the hiding place
where i made that evil stuff
for all my time and money
that old copper kettle was the death of me
tell all your children that hell ain't no dream
'cause satan lives in my whiskey machine
and in my time of dying i know where i'm bound
don't leave no trace of the hiding place
where i made that evil stuff
for all my time and money
that old copper kettle was the death of me
that old copper kettle was the death of me