G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G   C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G etc...

Verses
G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)    G (320003@1)
I was born and raised,
G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)    G (320003@1)A bootlegger's boy,
G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)    GIn (320003@1)the Cherokee Hills,
G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)    GI (320003@1)applied my trade,
CIn (x32010@1)Mountain City,
GI (320003@1)had me a time,
G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)    GJust (320003@1)   making money,
G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)    GOn (320003@1)     Moon - shine.

Verse 2
So I hauled my load,
Into Knoxville Town,
I met me a gal,
And we knocked around,
But them Knoxville girls,
Can't leave me alone,
In my suits so fine,
And my bottle of corn.

Chorus
C (x32010@1)                        GI'm (320003@1)going back to Mountain City,
C (x32010@1)                        GWhere (320003@1)I can make another run,
C (x32010@1)                        GLoad (320003@1)my trunk with Moonshine whisky,
G (320003@1)C (x32010@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1)              GI (320003@1)am a bra-ave Bootlegger's son.

Lyrics for the rest
Yeah I sold that corn,
To the Circuit Judge,
On the Public Square,
To Mayor Trent,
But I met with trouble,
On the tracks one night,
With a drunken man,
I commenced to fight.

Yeah I fought five rounds,
Then I put him away,
With a wicked jab,
From a razor blade,
And the women screamed,
As the bottles broke,
On stoney ground,
Where the blood did flow.

I'm going back to Mountain City,
Gonna make those revenues run,
I killed a man in a feud of whisky,
I am a cruel Bootlegger's son.

Now I roam the night,
Just to hide my shame,
I lost all my money,
Can't find a friend,
Gonna drag my bones,
To the mountainside,
If corn don't kill me,
I might never die.

I'm going back to Mountain City,
Or else they'll hang me this I know,
I killed a man in a feud of whisky,
I am a cruel Bootlegger's boy.

I'm going back to Mountain City,
To the Cherokee Hills I started from,
Going home broke ain't it a pity,
I am a cruel Bootlegger's son.