Earle Byrd From Mexia chords by Muscadine Bloodline

• Capo on 2nd
• Difficulty: Beginner 👶

Key: F

🎸 Intro:

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🎸 Verse 1:
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You know ol Earle Byrd down round Mexia
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Friscos the closest town
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Take a ride off the black top onto the chirt rock
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Take ya right by his house
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He got a cur dog chained to a dog wood
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And a mule that's meaner than shit
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He's got him a champion fighting rooster
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That Chickens the pride of the Uriah pit
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Served his country in Korea
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Served his time up in a cell


🎸 Chorus:
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For cooking up good homemade corn liquor
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The Kind that make a man go blind
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Kind that make a poor man richer
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When the folks vote the county dry
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Kind that'll get ya there quicker
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Put some slack back in ya jaw
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I'm talkin' that good homemade corn liquor Earl
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Byrd been brewin since the crack of dawn


🎸 Verse 2:
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Well now ol' Earle Byrd is an outlaw
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Sutton of the south
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Was the last of a breed didn't brag didn't need you to run off and run ya mouth
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Well now one time the grape vine wind and wind
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Through the hollers up in Perdue Hill
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Well then follow the smoke stack way off the two track
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Well then follow the smoke stack way off the two track
And that's where they found the still
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Did a ten year stint in Atmore prison farming in the fields


🎸 Chorus:
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For cooking up good homemade corn liquor
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The Kind that make a man go blind
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Kind that make a poor man richer
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When the folks vote the county dry
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Kind that'll get ya there quicker
F
Put some slack back in ya jaw
                 N.C.
I'm talkin' that good homemade corn liquor Earl
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Byrd been brewin since the crack of dawn


Harmonica 🎸 Solo:
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Guitar 🎸 Solo:
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🎸 Verse 3:
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Well now ol' Earle Byrd is 90 something sittin' on the porch
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Ssippin' Nehi nawin' on a sugar cane shoe
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Ride out to the house
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And he'll tell ya all about all the rot gut rye that he used to brew
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He's a mountain of a man from Monroe an Lord knows
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He don't deny nothing of the preminission
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Good ol boys from south Alabama make a livin during prohibition


🎸 Chorus:
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Cooking up good homemade corn liquor
F
The kind that make a man go blind
F
Kind that make a poor man richer
F
When the folks vote the county dry
F
Kind that'll get ya there quicker
F
Put some slack back in ya jaw
                N.C.
I'm talkin that good homemade corn liquor Earle
N.C.
Byrd been brewin since the crack of dawn
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Till the crack of dawn
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Till the crack of dawn


🎸 Outro:
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