Old Crow Medicine Show - Bootlegger’s Boy
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[00:15.240]I was born and raised
[00:17.340]A bootlegger's boy
[00:18.720]In the Cherokee hills
[00:20.340]I plied my trade
[00:22.080]In Mountain
[00:22.770]City I had me a time
[00:25.320]Just a makin' money
[00:27.060]On the corn moonshine
[00:33.960]Well I hauled my load
[00:35.610]Into Knoxville town
[00:37.380]I met me a girl
[00:38.940]And we knocked around
[00:40.650]Well them
[00:40.920]Knoxville girls
[00:42.420]Couldn't leave me alone
[00:44.040]With my suit so fine
[00:45.810]And my bottle of corn
[00:47.610]I'm goin' back to
[00:49.290]Mountain City
[00:50.970]So I can make another run
[00:54.240]Load my trunk with my moonshine whisky
[00:57.510]I am a brave bootlegger's son
[01:07.740]Well I sold that corn
[01:09.270]To the circuit judge
[01:10.980]On the public square
[01:12.900]To many a tramp
[01:14.580]Well I met with trouble
[01:16.170]On the tracks one night
[01:17.910]With a drunken man
[01:19.590]I commenced to fight
[01:26.430]We fought five rounds
[01:28.050]Then I put him away
[01:29.730]With a wicked jab
[01:31.410]From a razor blade
[01:33.000]How the women screamed
[01:34.890]And the bottles broke
[01:36.390]On the stony ground
[01:38.160]Where the blood did flow
[01:39.930]I'm goin' back to
[01:41.670]Mountain City
[01:43.380]The deed I done they'll never know
[01:45.630]I killed a man in a fuel of whisky
[01:49.950]I am a rude bootlegger's boy
[01:52.290]Now I hang my head
[02:28.710]Just to hide my shame
[02:30.600]Lost all my money
[02:32.130]Can't find a friend
[02:33.900]I'm gonna drag my bones
[02:35.670]To the mountainside
[02:37.290]If the corn don't kill me
[02:38.910]I might never die
[02:40.680]I'm goin' back to
[02:42.540]Mountain City
[02:44.040]Or else they'll hang me this
[02:46.230]I know I killed a man in a feud of whisky
[02:50.820]I am a cruel
[02:52.560]Bootlegger's boy
[02:54.330]I'm goin' back to
[02:56.070]Mountain City
[02:57.570]In the Cherokee hills
[02:59.400]I started from
[03:00.930]Goin' home broke ain't it a pity
[03:04.650]Lord curse this rude bootlegger's son
文本歌词
I was born and raised
A bootlegger's boy
In the Cherokee hills
I plied my trade
In Mountain
City I had me a time
Just a makin' money
On the corn moonshine
Well I hauled my load
Into Knoxville town
I met me a girl
And we knocked around
Well them
Knoxville girls
Couldn't leave me alone
With my suit so fine
And my bottle of corn
I'm goin' back to
Mountain City
So I can make another run
Load my trunk with my moonshine whisky
I am a brave bootlegger's son
Well I sold that corn
To the circuit judge
On the public square
To many a tramp
Well I met with trouble
On the tracks one night
With a drunken man
I commenced to fight
We fought five rounds
Then I put him away
With a wicked jab
From a razor blade
How the women screamed
And the bottles broke
On the stony ground
Where the blood did flow
I'm goin' back to
Mountain City
The deed I done they'll never know
I killed a man in a fuel of whisky
I am a rude bootlegger's boy
Now I hang my head
Just to hide my shame
Lost all my money
Can't find a friend
I'm gonna drag my bones
To the mountainside
If the corn don't kill me
I might never die
I'm goin' back to
Mountain City
Or else they'll hang me this
I know I killed a man in a feud of whisky
I am a cruel
Bootlegger's boy
I'm goin' back to
Mountain City
In the Cherokee hills
I started from
Goin' home broke ain't it a pity
Lord curse this rude bootlegger's son