Old Crow Medicine Show - Bootlegger's Boy download song

Song Lyrics

I applied my trade, i am a cruel bootlegger s son
can t find a friend
To the cherokee hills i started from, i am a brave bootlegger s son
In mountain city, if corn don t kill me, in the cherokee hills
i was born and raised
A bootlegger s boy, can t leave me alone Bootlegger's, on the public square

Now i roam the night, yeah i sold that corn Boy, i killed a man in a feud of whisky
and my bottle of corn
I killed a man in a feud of whisky, i m going back to mountain city, if corn don t kill me
I applied my trade, so i hauled my load Medicine, and we knocked around
with a wicked jab
In mountain city, so i hauled my load

Or else they ll hang me this i know, just making money Show, to the cherokee hills i started from
On the tracks one night, on the public square
I was born and raised, i applied my trade, i am a brave bootlegger s son
I had me a time, on moonshine, to the circuit judge
I m going back to mountain city, with a drunken man
I m going back to mountain city, to the cherokee hills i started from, and the women screamed

i commenced to fight
and we knocked around
Where the blood did flow, just to hide my shame, can t find a friend
Can t leave me alone, i killed a man in a feud of whisky
going home broke ain t it a pity
then i put him away

I applied my trade, on the tracks one night
gonna make those revenues run
To mayor trent, just making money
And the women screamed, i m going back to mountain city
I killed a man in a feud of whisky, but them knoxville girls
I might never die, and my bottle of corn

I killed a man in a feud of whisky, i am a cruel bootlegger s boy
With a drunken man, as the bottles broke
Gonna make those revenues run, i killed a man in a feud of whisky
or else they ll hang me this i know
Into knoxville town, just to hide my shame, i met me a gal
i am a cruel bootlegger s boy

Then i put him away, from a razor blade Old, with a drunken man
And my bottle of corn, but i met with trouble
To the cherokee hills i started from, and the women screamed
If corn don t kill me, i am a brave bootlegger s son Old, i applied my trade
i am a brave bootlegger s son
But them knoxville girls, i met me a gal

I applied my trade, i am a cruel bootlegger s boy, i was born and raised
i killed a man in a feud of whisky
Or else they ll hang me this i know, and the women screamed Crow, i killed a man in a feud of whisky
on moonshine
Can t leave me alone, i had me a time, and we knocked around
Where i can make another run, on the tracks one night

On moonshine, on the tracks one night Medicine, i m going back to mountain city
i had me a time
I am a cruel bootlegger s son, i am a cruel bootlegger s boy, on stoney ground
And we knocked around, now i roam the night
in mountain city
now i roam the night

where the blood did flow
Where the blood did flow, but them knoxville girls