Bluefield

Bm G D D Bm In the West Virginia hills there must be ten thousand stills G D And they found the biggest one outside of Blue Field Bm A little peaceful country town nothin' else for miles around G D I saw whiskey run like water down through Blue Field G A D My trouble started on that Tuesday afternoon G A D The sheriff told me federal men will be here soon G A D Bm He said we've come up with a plan to catch Blue Field's slickest man G A D And we will as sure as I'm the sheriff of Blue Field G A D On a Wednesday I had ninety jars to cap G A D Didn't think they'd had the time to set a trap G A D Bm In the brush I heard a sound and I swiftly hit the ground G A D When I shot I sent them runnin' back to Blue Field G A D D Bm Not a soul suspected me I was the sheriff's deputy G A D I'll make whiskey but God knows I'd never k**l Bm I didn't know he was that close when I let my shotgun go G A D But I found I killed my friend the sheriff of Blue Field G A D I recall how my mama and my girl friend cried G A D When they left with me for Roanoke for the trial G A D Bm It's my last night in this cell the last story I will tell G A D As I sit on death row dreamin' about Blue Field Bm G D Blue Field, Blue Field, oh Blue Field