• Song:

    Where The Devil Dont Stay

  • Artist:

    Drive-by Truckers

Intro: E5

Verse 1: 

   D5                                          
My Daddy played poker in the woods they say, 
F5
back in his younger days
G5                                                          
Prohibition was the talk, 
D5
but the rich folks walked to the woods where my Daddy stayed

Verse 2:

D5                                     F5
Jugs and jars from shiners, these old boys here, they ain't miners
     G5
They came from the twenty-niners
                 D5
It didn't take a hole in the ground to put the bottom in their face


Verse 3:
D5
Back in the thirties when the dust bowl dried
        F5
And the woods in Alabama didn't see no light
         G5
My Daddy played poker by a hard wood fire
D5
Squeezing all his luck from a hot copper wire
D5
Scrap like a wildcat fights till the end
F5
Trap a wildcat and take his skin
G5
Deal from the bottom , put the ace in the hole
D5
One hand on the jug but you never do know


Chorus:
C5
Son come running
G5
You better come quick
G5    A5       Bb5                    F5
This rotgut moonshine is making me sick
    C5                                      G5
Your Mama called the law and they're gonna take me away
G5        A5            Bb5                   
Down so far even the Devil won't stay

Verse 4: 
D5                                    F5
Where I call to the Lord with all my soul
G5                                          D5
I can hear him rattling the chains on the door
G5                                   F5
He couldn't get in I could see he tried
D5
Through the shadows of the cage around the 40 watt light

Verse 5:

C5                              
Daddy tell me another story
G5
Tell me about the lows and the highs
C5                          G5                A5
Tell me how to tell the difference between what they tell me is the truth 
Bb5
or a lie
F5                                                                 C5
Tell me why the ones who have so much make the ones who don't go mad
G5                                                                 A5
With the same skin stretched over their white bones and the same jug in 
Bb5
their hand

Chorus:
C5
Son come running
G5
You better come quick
G5    A5       Bb5                    F5
This rotgut moonshine is making me sick
    C5                                      G5
Your Mama called the law and they're gonna take me away
G5        A5            Bb5                   
Down so far even the Devil won't stay
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