Down In The Gulley chords by Brent Cobb

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro Lick: x4

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Verse 1:
        Am
Well my granddaddy was a good man
   D               D/C    Am
No matter what the papers say
   Am
He worked 'til he bled for everything he had
        C        D
Brought us up to do the same
    Am
One afternoon in June
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He had us workin' just like a couple mules
   Am                 C
My cousin and me were twenty feet deep
    G
And covered in red mud clay

Intro Lick: x2

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Verse 2:
     Am
Well we ran pipe from the creek bed
                 D      D/C       Am
Through the woods to the old grey shack
       Am
It was worth the trouble to work them shovels
    C            D
For granddaddy's sour mash stash
        Am
All the weeds and pecan trees hid a secret
D      D/C      Am
We all swore to keep
        Am                       C
Well my granddaddy knew what the law would do
        G                         Am
If they ever come snoopin' 'round back

Chorus:
         Am
Lord I'm down in the gulley
                   D    Am
Where the creek is high
         Am
Lord I'm down in the gulley
      D        D/C  Am
Where only the moon shines

Intro Lick: x2

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Verse 3:
        Am
Without money you can't buy nothin'
    D            D/C        Am
And nothin' is a damned ol' shame
            Am
When you're in the hole
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You'd sell your soul for runnin' water instead of rain
         Am
Well the hills were filled with the smell of cash
D              D/C    Am
Cookin' in the copper still
Am                        C
Everybody knew where they get their brew
         G               Am
And that made our family name

Chorus:
         Am
Lord I'm down in the gulley
                   D    Am
Where the creek is high
         Am
Lord I'm down in the gulley
      D        D/C  Am
Where only the moon shines

Intro Lick: x4

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Verse 4:
     Am
Well years and laws passed by
     C
They couldn't keep the county dry
               D
One night, the sheriff went to lookin'
        C                        Am
For the man who was cookin' that bootleg moonshine
        Am
Well he called the press
                           C
And he brought his best to tear our old shack down
              D                     C
But when they went for the stash my granddaddy laughed
        Am
For the shack was a pump house

Chorus:
         Am
Lord I'm down in the gulley
                   D    Am
Where the creek is high
         Am
Lord I'm down in the gulley
      D        D/C  Am
Where only the moon shines

       Am
It was down in the gulley
                   D    Am
Where the creek is high
         Am
Lord I'm down in the gulley
      D        D/C  Am
Where only the moon shines

Intro Lick: x4

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