D                                             F
 My daddy played poker in the woods they say, back in his younger days

 G                                                         D 
 Prohibition was the talk but the rich folks walked to the woods where my daddy stayed 

  D                                    F
 Jugs and jars from shiners, these old boys here they aint biners

 G                                       D
 Came from the 29er's, it didn't take a hole in the ground to put the bottum in their face

    Instrumental: D F G D (2x)

    Verse #2

 Back in the 30's when the dust bowl dried and the woods of Alabama didn't see no light
 My daddy played poker by a hardwood fire, squeezing all his luck from a hot copper wire
 Scrap like a wildcat, fights till the end. Trap a wildcat and take its skin
 Deal from the bottom, put the ace in the hole
 One hand on the jug, but you never do know

    Chorus Intro: C G Bb F

    Chorus #1

 C
 Son come running

 G
 Better come quick

 Bb                       F
 This rotgut moonshine is making me sick

 C                                          G 
 Your momma called the law and they're gonna take me away

 Bb                    F
 Down so far even the devil wont stay 

 D
 Where I called to the Lord with all my soul

          F 
 I could hear him rattling the chain on the door

    G
 He couldn't get in, I could see he tried

               D  
 Through the shadows of the cage around the 40 watt light

    Instrumetal

    Chorus #2

 C
 Daddy tell me another story  
 
 G
 Tell me about the low's and the high's

 Bb                                                    F
 Tell me how to tell the difference between what they tell me is the truth or a lie

 C                                               F
 Tell me why the ones who have so much make the ones who don't go mad

           Bb                                                 F
 with the same skin stretched over their white bones and the same jug in their hand