Intro:  C F (Repeat Several Times)



C                         F
out on the highway son be careful
                       C
your mother sure loves you

smell of liquor and gasoline
         F                          C
you knew then what you were born to do
         Am
they put Roosevelt in office
     F                               C
they took the farm the family had to go
         Am                         
we don?t have to do much farming
        F                                C   G
for the corn mash, or the copper, or the oak trees


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C
two years ago this april
          F                            C
?bout the time when he made that first run

it was just to Carolina
          F                             C
but I was thinking this awful thing I?d done
Am                           F
back home in Kentucky it was sundown
                                  C
when he slipped right through the door
           Am
and he was wide eyed and sweaty
       F                             C       G
and he said he would be ready by the mornin?


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C
we made whiskey in the morning
        F                          C
we made whiskey morning, noon, and nigt
                                 F
when you were at home it was the only sleep
                   C
your mother got at night
           Am
she?d just sit there by the window
       F                      C
crying boy oh when you comin? home
   Am                           F  
at night I see her there on her knees and in her prayers
            C                         G                 
she says oh Jesus don?t leave us here alone


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C                         F
sixty miles an hour after midnight
                           C
he roared o?er that county line
  
there were patrol cars in the bushes
              F                          C
and they were waiting for just the right time
                Am                        
they turned the lights on in the curve
        F                                 C
and the Plymouth started swerving left to right
       Am                           
and it sounded like a cannon
       F                         C      G
as the shotguns ripped apart the night
             

C F (Repeat Several Times)

                    
        Am
let his soul rest in Kentucky
         F                       C
where he won?t have to be lucky anymore
      Am
I can still here him laughing
         F                          C
bout the police he outrun the night before
                   G
the bullets in his door


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C                         F
out on the highway son be careful
                       C
your mother sure loves you