Cifras
Moonshine

Tom: F

Introdução:

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F  
Moonshine
Bb                                            F  
Rum, whiskey, and rye
                                  Bb                                                                         F  
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
                     Gm                    Bb                                                                                              F  
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
                          Bb                              F  
Little by little, good time
                                                                                        Bb  
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven
verse 1
                                                             C                                            Fm  
Get those bottles on the road young man
                                     F  
Oh I am a bootlegger
                                                                                F            Bb  
With a truck load full of moonshine
                                                          F  
And my daddy tried to quell my crimes
                G  
But I just couldn't let it go
C                                                 Dm      F  
My heart was set on the money
                     Dm                                      Bb         F  
And the open road in the moonlight
Dm                    C                                                    Bb  
Sooner or later I'll be meeting then, but till then
F  
Moonshine
Bb                                            F  
Rum, whiskey, and rye
                                  Bb                                                                         F  
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
                     Gm                    Bb                                                                                            F  
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
                          Bb                              F  
Little by little, good time
                                                                                        Bb                                                 F  
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven
verse 2
             Bb                                                      F  
She swore she'd never leave me
I found it hard to believe it
                  G  
But it turned out to be the truth
          C                                                                         F  
But my heart was full of trouble
                  Bb                                      F  
And it always gathered 'round me
                                                  C                              Bb  
Sooner or later well be meeting then,    till then
F  
Moonshine
Bb                                            F  
Rum, whiskey, and rye
                                  Bb                                                                         F  
We give the top tand tail to the mountain trail
                     Gm                    Bb                                                                                              F  
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
                          Bb                              F  
Little by little, good time
                                                                                        Bb  
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven
Bridge
     F  
I got my blood to the boil point
             Bb                      F  
Chasing the horizon
Bb                                                              F  
Before the sun starts rising
                                G                                 C  
and the moonshine getting low
                                                                          F  
And I brewed us up a batch boy
                        Bb                                 F  
Get your howl at the moonlight
             Bb                                         F                                    Bb  
Four till the morning, better hold on tight
N.C.
F  
Moonshine
Bb                                            F  
Rum, whiskey, and rye
                                  Bb                                                                         F  
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail
                     Gm                    Bb                                                                                            F  
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine
                          Bb                              F  
Little by little, good time
                                                                                        Bb  
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven