Whiskey Brown

E F#m A E E Well she was her daddy's girl F#m Sweet child A E He worked the oil rigs He raised horses on the side E F#m Down at the ol pole track they'd run the quarter mile A E She loved to watch the one that they call Whiskey Brown F#m Casino's came into the edge of town A E They brought the thoroughbreds in and they closed the quarter pole down E F#m That old man he just couldn't afford all these horses now A E So he had to auction off four but he brought home Whiskey Brown E F#m And she'd say Whiskey, Whiskey Brown A E Oh how I love to hear your hoof steps comin around E F#m I can hear you gallop across the acorn covered ground A E Oh my favorite sound Is sweet Whiskey Brown haven't figured it out yet E F#m Well she looks back now, on her childhood days A E And her little boy's so different than she was in so many ways E F#m Raised in the country but she lives in the city now A Well she likes to take her little man to visit grandpa A A A A A A A A Yeah and to ride ol Whiskey Brown E F#m And she'd say Whiskey, Whiskey Brown A E Yeah I'm so glad to have you still around E F#m My lil boy on your back and you both look so proud A E My sweet Whiskey, Whiskey Brown A Yeah my favorite sound E Is sweet Whiskey Brown