Bootleggers Boy

E|--2--| 
B|--2--| 
G|--2--| 
D|--4--| 
A|--4--| 
E|--2--| 

Intro: A,E,A,E,A,E,A,E,D,A,E,A,E,A

**The A-E transition is very quick 
so hardly one strum is required on 
the E chords.

A     E         A    
I was born and raised, A 
    E            A
bootlegger's boy,

       E        A        E       
In the Cherokee Hills, I applied 
   A
my trade,

   E        D                A   
In Mountain City, I had me a 
       E      A         E
time, just makin' money, on 
       A
Moonshine.

Interlude: A,E,A,E,A...

     E         A          E      
So I hauled my load, into 
   A
Knoxville town,

  E        A           E    
I met me a gal, and we knocked 
   A
around,

         E         D          
But them Knoxville girls, can't 
           A
leave me alone,

      E        A            E    
In my suits so fine, and my 
     A
bottle of corn.

Chorus:
          D                A   
I'm going back to Mountain City, 
              F#           A
Where I can make another run,

        F#                   
Load my trunk, with Moonshine 
 A              D                 
whisky, I am a brave, Bootlegger's
  A
 Son.

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Interlude: A,E,A,E,A...

       E         A            E  
So I sold that corn, to the 
     A
Circuit Judge,

       E      A          E  
On the public square, to Mayor 
   A
Trent,

      E        D             
But I met with trouble, on the 
             A
tracks one night,

       E       A      E           
With a drunken man, I commenced to 
 A
fight.

Interlude: A,E,A,E,A...

       E           A              
Yeah I fought five rounds, then I 
E       A
put him away,

       E      A           E     
With a wicked jab, from a razor 
A
blade,

        E     D              
And the women screamed, as the 
          A
bottles broke,

   E     A                 E     
On stony ground, where the blood 
    A
did flow.

Chorus:
          D                A   
I'm going back to Mountain City, 
        F#                  A
gonna make those revenues run

           F#               
I killed a man, in a feud of 
 A               F#               
whiskey, I am a cruel, 
   A
Bootlegger's son.

Solo: play the chords to the chorus 
2x

Interlude: A,E,A,E,A...

      E        A              E  
Now I roam the night, just to 
     A
hide my shame,

       E      A            E      
I lost all my money, can't find a 
A
friend,

      E       D           
Gonna drag my bones, to the 
             A
mountainside,

   E          A       D          
If corn don't kill me, I might 
    A
never die.

Chorus:

          D                A      
I'm going back to Mountain City, 
               F#             A
or else they'll hang me this I know,

           F#               
I killed a man, in a feud of 
 A               F#               
whiskey, I am a cruel, 
   A
Bootlegger's boy.

          D                A      
I'm going back to Mountain City, 
               F#              A
to the Cherokee hills I started 
from,

           F#               A     
Going home broke ain't it a pity, 
       F#                  A
I am a cruel, Bootlegger's son.