Intro:  C F (Repeat Several Times)



C5                         F5
out on the highway son be careful
                       C5
your mother sure loves you

smell of liquor and gasoline
         F5                          C5
you knew then what you were born to do
         A5
they put Roosevelt in office
     F5                               C5
they took the farm the family had to go
         A5                         
we don?t have to do much farming
        F5                                C5   G5
for the corn mash, or the copper, or the oak trees


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C5
two years ago this april
          F5                            C5
?bout the time when he made that first run

it was just to Carolina
          F5                             C5
but I was thinking this awful thing I?d done
A5                           F5
back home in Kentucky it was sundown
                                  C5
when he slipped right through the door
           A5
and he was wide eyed and sweaty
       F5                             C5       G5
and he said he would be ready by the mornin?


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C5
we made whiskey in the morning
        F5                          C5
we made whiskey morning, noon, and nigt
                                 F5
when you were at home it was the only sleep
                   C5
your mother got at night
           A5
she?d just sit there by the window
       F5                      C5
crying boy oh when you comin? home
   A5                           F5  
at night I see her there on her knees and in her prayers
            C5                         G5                 
she says oh Jesus don?t leave us here alone


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C5                         F5
sixty miles an hour after midnight
                           C5
he roared o?er that county line
  
there were patrol cars in the bushes
              F5                          C5
and they were waiting for just the right time
                A5                        
they turned the lights on in the curve
        F5                          C5
and the Plymouth started swerving left to right
       A5                           
and it sounded like a cannon
       F5                         C5      G5
as the shotguns ripped apart the night
             

C F (Repeat Several Times)

                    
        A5
let his soul rest in Kentucky
         F5                       C5
where he won?t have to be lucky anymore
      A5
I can still here him laughing
         F5                          C5
bout the police he outrun the night before
                   G5
the bullets in his door


C F (Repeat Several Times)


C5                         F5
out on the highway son be careful
                       C5
your mother sure loves you
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