Where The Devil Wont Stay

Drive By Truckers

  • Bb
  • C
  • D
  • F
  • G
Tom:
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
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