Tom: F
D F
My daddy played poker in the woods they say, back in his younger days
G D
Prohibition was the talk but the rich folks walked to the woods where my daddy stayed
D F
Jugs and jars from shiners, these old boys here they aint biners
G D
Came from the 29er's, it didn't take a hole in the ground to put the bottum in their face
Instrumental: D F G D (2x)
Verse #2
Back in the 30's when the dust bowl dried and the woods of Alabama didn't see no light
My daddy played poker by a hardwood fire, squeezing all his luck from a hot copper wire
Scrap like a wildcat, fights till the end. Trap a wildcat and take its skin
Deal from the bottom, put the ace in the hole
One hand on the jug, but you never do know
Chorus Intro: C G Bb F
Chorus #1
C
Son come running
G
Better come quick
Bb F
This rotgut moonshine is making me sick
C G
Your momma called the law and they're gonna take me away
Bb F
Down so far even the devil wont stay
D
Where I called to the Lord with all my soul
F
I could hear him rattling the chain on the door
G
He couldn't get in, I could see he tried
D
Through the shadows of the cage around the 40 watt light
Instrumetal
Chorus #2
C
Daddy tell me another story
G
Tell me about the low's and the high's
Bb F
Tell me how to tell the difference between what they tell me is the truth or a lie
C F
Tell me why the ones who have so much make the ones who don't go mad
Bb F
with the same skin stretched over their white bones and the same jug in their hand
