Sour Mash

Intro Lick D to A (finger pick) E A E The town I come from's mostly sky E A E Even though the county's dry E A E That didn't stop the stream nearby B E From giving us a daughter E She was born in a barrel of American oak E A E Made of sugar, maple, and charcoal smoke E A E She just goes to show your folks B E What God can do with water A When I go below the gloomy ground B E You better buy the room a round Cm Let her weep and lift a glass B Cm E Of bitter-sweet sour mash D to A (finger pick) E A E Once when I was going through E A E Those same old famous, same old blues E A E Tired of either crying to you B E Or cussin up a quarrelin' E A E Yes, I slipped and sipped astray E A E Only took one taste to see the way E A E Back to Tennessee to stay B E Tennessee my darlin' A E And when I go below the gloomy ground B E You better buy the room a round Cm Let her weep and lift a glass B Cm E Of bitter-sweet sour mash D to A (finger pick) E A E I don't want no Beaujolais E A E Sake, Cider, Chardonnay E A E Keep Tequila far away B E You know what I'm cravin' E A E Ain't Champagne all fine and chilled E A E It's not all rot-gut 'shine, and swill E A E You ask me, life's a cask B E Of bitter-sweet sour mash A E And when I go below the gloomy ground B E You better buy the room a round Cm Let her weep and lift a glass B Cm E Of bitter-sweet sour mash D to A (finger pick)