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Copperhead Road (drop D)

D Well my name’s John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here
He only came to town about twice a year
He’d buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Everybody knew that he made moonshine

G Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
D He headed up the holler with everything he had
G It’s before my time but I’ve been told
D He never came back from Copperhead Road

D Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason’s Lodge
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down
I still remember that rumblin’ sound

G Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
D Heard mama cryin’, knew something wasn’t right
G He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
D You could smell the whiskey burnin’ down Copperhead Road
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D I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first,’round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new plan
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road

G Well the D.E.A.’s got a chopper in the air
D I wake up screaming like I’m back over there
G I learned a thing or two from ol’ Charlie don’t you know
D You better stay away from Copperhead Road ….. ….. …..

Copperhead Road (3x)