D E7 A D
D E7 A D
[Chorus]
G F#
Yeah, I don't take no lip with this cannon on my hip
E7 A D
Let me tell you boy it ain't no toy
G
I wear a hat just like a mounty
F#
I'm the sheriff of Boone County
E7
Be careful boy cause
A D
You're in a heap of a trouble boy
[Verse 1]
D
Now if you're tryin' to push your Caddy
E
From Nashville to Cincinnati
A D
You have to come across Boone County line
As you're drivin' through you
E7
Better mind your P's and Q's
A D
Cause this here stretch of interstate boy is mine
[Verse 2]
D
Now you might outrun my old Chevrolet
E7
But you can't outrun my own two way
A D
Leon's awaitin' at the station to hear from me
D
Now you're gonna be a wishin'
E
I believed in extradition
A D
Cause I'll chase you all the way back to Tennessee
N.C.
(sirens blowin)
[Chorus]
G F#
Now, I don't take no lip with this cannon on my hip
E7 A D
Let me tell you boy it ain't no toy
G
I wear a hat just like a mounty
F#
I'm the sheriff of Boone County
E7 A D
Be careful cause you're in a heap of a trouble boy
[Solo]
| D | E7 | A | D |
| D | E7 | A | D |
[Verse 3]
D
So far I guess you been lucky
E7
But for now, you’re in Boone County Kentucky
A D
And I don't know how things are in Tennessee
D
Now I'm the roughest you ever saw
E7
around here I'm the law
A D
And it's been that way since back in '43
[Chorus]
G F#
Now, I don't take no lip with this cannon on my hip
E7 A D
Let me tell you boy it ain't no toy
G
I wear a hat just like a mounty
F#
I'm the sheriff of Boone County
E A D
By the way, you're in a heap of a trouble boy
[Outro]
D
Yeah, I run the grocery store
E7
And I pump the gas
A D
I paint the lines on the streets
D E7
I'm the dogcatcher, The judge, I’m him too
A D
Heck, you might as well just plead guilty
D
Yeah, I’ll post your bond for you if you like
E7
Aw, we got all kinds of things going for us round here
A D
And if you happen to wreck your car
On the way to the courthouse, I got a used car lot
E7
Down there too, yeah. we’ll take care of it
A
Cause I want to tell you something boy
D
You’re in a heap of trouble
E7
Yeah, gonna winding up
A
Aw, guilty or not guilty
D
Thats like I thought you was
E7
Yeah your guilty, just plead guilty boy
A7
I’m gonna take you home with me, ha ha
D
Yeah your never getting back to Tennessee
E7 A D
Lock you up boy, feed you on baloney and hot gravy
E7
Yeah, watch that switch blade knife
A
You got there, aw carrying a concealed weapon
D
Now we’ll throw you away for good
E7
Yeah your about the grooviest cat
A
I ever lawed in a long time
D
We’ll get a lot of money out of you boy
E7
Well I wish we could end this song
A
Cause it’s, it’s keepin me up
Man, I’ve missed out on the
D E7 A
Missed out on the police calls
