Moonshiner
Intro:
Intro:
D /c# I was listening to the voices of death on parade /c G Singin' about conspiracy, wanting me to be afraid Gm6 D Working for a system I couldn't understand or trust Asus4 A Suffering ridicule and wanting to give it all up in disgust.
D G D But you changed my life D G A Came along in a time of strife G D In hunger and need you made my heart bleed D A D
C/e F C/g F/a C/g You will search, babe, F C/e G/d F/a At a - ny cost. C/e F C/g F/a But how long, babe, C/g F C/e G/d C F/a Can you search for what's not lost? C/e F C/g F/a C/g F C/e Ev'ry-body will help you, F C/g F/c Some people are very kind. C F C/e Dm C F/a C/g G/d C F/a But if I can save you a - ny time, C /b F/a C/g F Come on, give it to me, C/e Dm F11 C I'll keep it with mine. G I can't help it
G'/d xx0430 D7/f# 200212
[Finds his guitar to be terribly out of tune, stops the intro and says: "Don't let that scare you! [strums] It's just Halloween! [giggle] I have my Bob Dylan mask on. I'm masquerading! [laughs]" ]
G C/g Listen to me, baby, G C/g
[...] But he's young and he's daily growin'
G D G C G C/g G Daughter, dearest daughter, I have done you no wrong Em G D I've wed you to non other than a wealthy man's son G C G Em C G C/g G And he will be a man to you when I am dead and gone
G Clouds so swift Am Rain won't lift C Gate won't close G Railings froze G Am Get your mind off wintertime C G You ain't goin' nowhere
G Am Whoo-ee! Ride me high C Tomorrow's the day G My bride's gonna come G Am Oh, oh, are we gonna fly C G Down in the easy chair!
I don't care How many letters they sent Morning came and morning went Pick up your money And pack up your tent You ain't goin' nowhere
Every time I go to town the boys keep kicking my dog around Don't know why I'm going to town I don't know why they kick my dog around
let me hear you now:
(dog, dog, dog dog, dog, dog dog, dog, dog why, why, why why, why, why why, why, why why, why, why)
Every time I go to town the boys keep kicking my dog around I don't know why I'm going to town I don't know why they kick my dog around
(dog, dog, dog) yes, yes, yes (why, why, why) oh-ho
A A G6 G Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus. A G6 G The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed A G6 G On the very next day, with a nose full of pus.
A G6 G Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread A G6 G Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread
C G F C Some day you'll find that the world's left you out F C G No true love, no nothing just roaming about C G F C Parties and people, and a cold heart within F C G C And each time you're dancing, you're waltzing with sin
G C You're Satan made over in perfect disguise D7 G Unfaithful, unworthy, and oh so unwise