F
Moonshine
Bb                 F
Rum, whiskey, and rye
             Bb                            F
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
        Gm        Bb                                    F
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
          Bb            F
Little by little, good time
                                 Bb
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven

[Verse 1]
N.C.                      C                 Fm
Get those bottles on the road young man
              F 
Oh I am a bootlegger
                              F     Bb 
With a truck load full of moonshine
                      F
And my daddy tried to quell my crimes
      G
But I just couldn't let it go
C                   Dm   F
My heart was set on the money
        Dm               Bb    F  
And the open road in the moonlight
Dm        C                    Bb
Sooner or later I'll be meeting then, but till then

[Chorus]
F
Moonshine
Bb                 F
Rum, whiskey, and rye
             Bb                            F
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
        Gm        Bb                                   F
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
          Bb            F
Little by little, good time
                                 Bb                   F
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven

[Verse 2]
I found myself a lover
     Bb                     F
She swore she'd never leave me

I found it hard to believe it
       G 
But it turned out to be the truth
    C                            F
But my heart was full of trouble
       Bb               F
And it always gathered 'round me
                   C            Bb
Sooner or later well be meeting then,  till then

[Chorus]
F
Moonshine
Bb                 F
Rum, whiskey, and rye
             Bb                            F
We give the top tand tail to the mountain trail
        Gm        Bb                                    F
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
          Bb            F
Little by little, good time
                                 Bb
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven

[Bridge]
  F
I got my blood to the boil point
     Bb         F
Chasing the horizon
Bb                        F
Before the sun starts rising
            G             C 
and the moonshine getting low
                            F
And I brewed us up a batch boy
         Bb             F
Get your howl at the moonlight
     Bb                F              Bb
Four till the morning, better hold on tight
N.C.
Sleep all day cause we live by night

[Chorus]
F
Moonshine
Bb                 F
Rum, whiskey, and rye
             Bb                            F
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
        Gm        Bb                                   F
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
          Bb            F
Little by little, good time
                                 Bb
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven