Perhaps the best song with which to reflect on Prine’s life is “Please Don’t Bury Me,” off his phenomenal 1973 album, Sweet Revenge. In this song, the 27-year-old Prine jovially sings about his own death. When he gets to heaven, angels tell him that his last words read as follows: “Please don’t bury me/Down in the cold cold ground/No, I’d rather have ’em cut me up/And pass me all around/Throw my brain in a hurricane/And the blind can have my eyes/And the deaf can take both of my ears/If they don’t mind the size.”