[Verse]
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The town I come from’s mostly sky
A G A
Even though the county’s dry
A G A
That didn’t stop the stream nearby
E A
From giving us a daughter
A G A
She was born in a barrel of American oak
A G A
Made of sugar, maple, and charcoal smoke
A G A
She just goes to show your folks
E A
What God can do with water

[Chorus]
A G A
When I go below the gloomy ground
A G A
You better buy the room a round
A G A
Let her weep and lift a glass
E G A
Of bitter-sweet sour mash

[Verse]
A G A
Once when I was going through
A G A
Those same old famous, same old blues
A G A
Tired of either crying to you
E G A
Or cussin up a quarrelin’
A G A
Yes, I slipped and sipped astray
A G A
Only took one taste to see the way
A G A
Back to Tennessee to stay
E G A
Tennessee my darlin’

[Chorus]
A G A
And when I go below the gloomy ground
A G A
You better buy the room a round
A G A
Let her weep and lift a glass
E A
Of bitter-sweet sour mash

[Verse]
A G A
I don’t want no Beaujolais
A G A
Sake, Cider, Chardonnay
A G A
Keep Tequila far away
E A
You know what I’m cravin’
A G A
Ain’t Champagne all fine and chilled
A G A
It’s not all rot-gut ‘shine, and swill
A G A
You ask me, life’s a cask
E G A
Of bitter-sweet sour mash

[Chorus]
A G A
And when I go below the gloomy ground
A G A
You better buy the room a round
A G A
Let her weep and lift a glass
E G A
Of bitter-sweet sour mash