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F 
Moonshine 
Bb                 F 
Rum, whiskey, and rye 
             Bb                            F 
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail 
        Gm        Bb                                    F 
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine 
          Bb            F 
Little by little, good time 
                                 Bb 
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven 

verse 1 
N.C.                      C                 Fm 
Get those bottles on the road young man 
              F  
Oh I am a bootlegger 
                              F     Bb  
With a truck load full of moonshine 
                      F 
And my daddy tried to quell my crimes 
      G 
But I just couldn't let it go 
C                   Dm   F 
My heart was set on the money 
        Dm               Bb    F   
And the open road in the moonlight 
Dm        C                    Bb 
Sooner or later I'll be meeting then, but till then 


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F 
Moonshine 
Bb                 F 
Rum, whiskey, and rye 
             Bb                            F 
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail 
        Gm        Bb                                   F 
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine 
          Bb            F 
Little by little, good time 
                                 Bb                   F 
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven 

verse 2 
I found myself a lover 
     Bb                     F 
She swore she'd never leave me 

I found it hard to believe it 
       G  
But it turned out to be the truth 
    C                            F 
But my heart was full of trouble 
       Bb               F 
And it always gathered 'round me 
                   C            Bb 
Sooner or later well be meeting then,  till then 


[Refrão]
 
F 
Moonshine 
Bb                 F 
Rum, whiskey, and rye 
             Bb                            F 
We give the top tand tail to the mountain trail 
        Gm        Bb                                    F 
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine 
          Bb            F 
Little by little, good time 
                                 Bb 
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven 

Bridge 

  F 
I got my blood to the boil point 
     Bb         F 
Chasing the horizon 
Bb                        F 
Before the sun starts rising 
            G             C  
and the moonshine getting low 
                            F 
And I brewed us up a batch boy 
         Bb             F 
Get your howl at the moonlight 
     Bb                F              Bb 
Four till the morning, better hold on tight 
N.C. 
Sleep all day cause we live by night 


[Refrão]

F 
Moonshine 
Bb                 F 
Rum, whiskey, and rye 
             Bb                            F 
We give the top and tail to the mountain trail 
        Gm        Bb                                   F 
But we pour that heart in a jar, thats right some moonshine 
          Bb            F 
Little by little, good time 
                                 Bb 
Burns like hell, but tastes like heaven