Sam Tucker

A C A C A C G A (4X) A Here's a little story about a fellow by the name of Sam Tucker A Best damn gold miner that ever lived in the fine state of Alabama A But he never did cash in before he died A In fact, some people say old Sam's gold A Is still hiding up there in them hills A Well,legends says when ol'Sam first struck gold A You could hear him singing miles around A C A C A There's gold, gold, gold in the mud, in the mud C G A To the creek, in the creek run dry A C A C Gonna dig, dig, dig in the dirt A C G A Gonna dig in the dirt till the ground here shines A C A C Gonna run, run, run like a river A C G A Gonna run like a river down the mountain side A C A C Trade these beans for a slap of meat A C G A A pretty little girl and a jar of shine A C Sam Tucker was an hungry motherfucker G A From way up in the hills of Alabam A C Story goes he turned mud into gold G A Till his beard grew long grey and white A C But old Sam never lived in no mansion G A So he stayed up them hills till the day he died A C And Lord knows where his fortune lays stored G A But to find it, damn right I'm gonna try! A Any luck, one day you gonna hear me running down that mountain side A Just for singing A C A C A There's gold, gold, gold in the mud, in the mud C G A To the creek, in the creek run dry A C A C Gonna dig, dig, dig in the dirt A C G A Gonna dig in the dirt till the ground here shines A C A C Gonna run, run, run like a river A C G A Gonna run like a river down the mountain side A C A C Trade these beans for a slap of meat A C G A A pretty little girl and a jar of shine A C So I set out on a life long journey G A To find old Sam's pot of gold A C But Alabama is pretty big so I asked the town G A For any clues About the legend they might know A C The story goes down there by the creek G A Is where old Sam Tucker's staked his claim A C Legend says on the forth night of full moon G A You can still hear old Sam sing A So I set up camp, down there by the creek A And just about the time that moon broke free A I swear I heard old Sam's voice echoing through the hill side A And if I'm not mistaken, I think I heard a jaw harp and fiddle in there too A C A C A C G A (4X) A C So I followed the voice that I heard G A Through the thickest of the brightest pines A C I saw a shadow of an old grey man G A Sneaking back into the mouth of his gold mine A C I wasn't scared till he saw me standing there G A He said, boy, you'll never take this gold alive A C For I am Sam Tucker, and I'm an evil motherfucker G A And I have been since the day that I died A But he said, he said, he said Outro chorus A C A C You better run, run, run like a river A C G A Better run like a river down the mountain side A C A C Trying to take my gold and your blood's gonna flow A C G A Gonna flow down the creek till the creek runs dry A C A C Gonna dig dig dig u a grave A C G A Dig u a grave burry u alive A C A C Trade your teeth for a slap of meat A C G A A pretty little girl and a jar of shine