Brown Liquor

D G D G Well, I like drinking brown liquor C7 Moonshine gets me drunk quicker D7 Red wine only makes me sicker C7 D7 G Pour a little more of that Kentucky brown liquor D7 G I take mine neat in a glass Just all by its self D7 I drink the loving heartache I drink to your health C7 And I wax philosophical just like Aristotle D7 When God closes up a door I open up a bottle G I like drinking brown liquor C7 Moonshine gets me drunk quicker D7 Red wine only makes me sicker C7 D7 G G7 D7 Pour a little more of that Kentucky brown liquor G Now some people call it bourbon D Carver calls it ski I don’t care what you call it D7 If you’re pouring it for me C7 I drink about a cup full I drink it by the gallon D7 I’ve been drinkin till I’m thinking I’m a love making stallion G I like drinking brown liquor C7 Moonshine gets me drunk quicker D7 Red wine only makes me sicker C7 D7 Pour a little more of that Kentucky brown liquor | G | G | D7 | D7 | C7 | C7 | Yeah whew | D7 | N.C. | G | G D7 G Well, now beer just gets me fatter Vodka makes me mean D7 Tequila gets me naked And that no one needs to see C7 Don’t be a wild Turkey And leave me just a trickle D7 God help the knife to come between Me and my dickle G I like drinking brown liquor C7 Moonshine gets me drunk quicker D7 Red wine only makes me sicker C7 D7 Pour a little more of that Kentucky brown liquor G Well, I like drinking brown liquor C7 C It’s so fine, as fine as Kelly Pickler D7 Hey now y’all that’s a near rhyme And don’t be such a stickler C7 D7 Pour a little more of that Kentucky brown liquor G G7 Say yeah, (yeah) C C7 Say yeah, (yeah) D7 I’m saying yeh yeh yeah, (yeh yeh yeah) C7 But I’m a de ba do da de dum C7 Beepin beep bow C7 Bada ba-ba, ba-ba bow whew! G7 Yeah yeah yeah