Brayton Mountain chords by James Cain

• Tuning: Standard tuning
• Capo on 2nd
• Difficulty: Beginner

SONG:   BRAYTON MOUNTAIN
ARTIST: JAMES CAIN
VIDEO:  https://youtu.be/WnhQCnn0lBU
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM


                  BRAYTON MOUNTAIN
                     JAMES CAIN

CAPO: 2nd FRET

INTRO:
D  C G
D  C G

VERSE:
          D
Theres a one stop shop on the mountain road
     C                G                 D
For shot gun shells, bait, beer, and tobacco

    D
The only gold in these here hills
      C
Is a pretty little blonde with her own still
 G                  D
Down, in Hell Hole Hollow

     C         G          D
And everybody knows everybody
 C                G               A
Chances are your closest neighbor is your next of kin


CHORUS:
        D                           C   G               D      D
Way up high, where the moon shines bri-ight on Brayton Mountain
          D             C    G                D      D
The only place in this worl-orld I wanna call my home
                D   C                         G    D
The higher you cli-imb the closer you get to Heaven

        D                          C     G           D      C  G  D
Way up high where the moon shines bright on Brayton Mountain


VERSE:
      D
Only traffic jam that you`re gonna find
      C                                   G
Is a big parade of four wheel drives and tractors
              D
Come harvest time

    D
We love Hank Junior, ZZ Topp
 C
Old George Jones, and Kid Rock
        G                             D
And we ain`t a bit afraid to crank it up

     C            G          D
And ain`t nobody hurtin` anybody
    C              G
But If you come A lookin` for trouble
A
It ain`t hard to find


CHORUS:
        D                           C   G               D      D
Way up high, where the moon shines bri-ight on Brayton Mountain
          D             C    G                D      D
The only place in this worl-orld I wanna call my home
                D   C                         G    D
The higher you cli-imb the closer you get to Heaven

        D                          C     G           D      C  G  D   C  G  D
Way up high where the moon shines bright on Brayton Mountain


POST-CHORUS:
                D   C                         G               D
The higher you cli-imb the closer you get to Heaven, yeah you do
        D                          C     G           D       D
Way up high where the moon shines bright on Brayton Mountain

                      D             C        G                     D   C  G  D
When the moon shines bright we all get high-igh on Brayton Mountain


OUTRO:
          D
Theres a one stop shop on the mountain road
     C                G                    D
For shot gun shells, bait, beer, and tobacco



=============================== CAPO: NONE =================================



SONG:   BRAYTON MOUNTAIN
ARTIST: JAMES CAIN
VIDEO:  https://youtu.be/WnhQCnn0lBU
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL:  GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM


                  BRAYTON MOUNTAIN
                     JAMES CAIN

CAPO: NONE

INTRO:
E  D A
E  D A

VERSE:
          E
Theres a one stop shop on the mountain road
     D                A                 E
For shot gun shells, bait, beer, and tobacco

    E
The only gold in these here hills
      D
Is a pretty little blonde with her own still
 A                  E
Down, in Hell Hole Hollow

     D         A          E
And everybody knows everybody
 D                A               B
Chances are your closest neighbor is your next of kin


CHORUS:
        E                           D   A               E      E
Way up high, where the moon shines bri-ight on Brayton Mountain
          E             D    A                E      E
The only place in this worl-orld I wanna call my home
                E   D                         A    E
The higher you cli-imb the closer you get to Heaven

        E                          D     A           E      D  A  E
Way up high where the moon shines bright on Brayton Mountain


VERSE:
      E
Only traffic jam that you`re gonna find
      D                                   A
Is a big parade of four wheel drives and tractors
              E
Come harvest time

    E
We love Hank Junior, ZZ Topp
 D
Old George Jones, and Kid Rock
        A                             E
And we ain`t a bit afraid to crank it up

     D            A          E
And ain`t nobody hurtin` anybody
    D              A
But If you come A lookin` for trouble
B
It ain`t hard to find


CHORUS:
        E                           D   A               E      E
Way up high, where the moon shines bri-ight on Brayton Mountain
          E             D    A                E      E
The only place in this worl-orld I wanna call my home
                E   D                         A    E
The higher you cli-imb the closer you get to Heaven

        E                          D     A           E      D  A  E   D  A  E
Way up high where the moon shines bright on Brayton Mountain


POST-CHORUS:
                E   D                         A               E
The higher you cli-imb the closer you get to Heaven, yeah you do
        E                          D     A           E       E
Way up high where the moon shines bright on Brayton Mountain

                      E             D        A                     E   D  A  E
When the moon shines bright we all get high-igh on Brayton Mountain


OUTRO:
          E
Theres a one stop shop on the mountain road
     D                A                    E
For shot gun shells, bait, beer, and tobacco