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