Intro GG You know ol Earle Byrd down round Mexia G Friscos the closest town G Take a ride off the black top onto the chirt rock G Take ya right by his house C He got a cur dog chained to a dog wood C And a mule that's meaner than shit G He's got him a champion fighting rooster G That Chickens the pride of the Uriah pit D Served his country in Korea C Served his time up in a cellVerse 1:
G For cooking up good homemade corn liquor G The Kind that make a man go blind G Kind that make a poor man richer G When the folks vote the county dry G Kind that'll get ya there quicker G Put some slack back in ya jaw N.C. I'm talkin' that good homemade corn liquor Earl G Byrd been brewin since the crack of dawnG Well now ol' Earle Byrd is an outlaw G Sutton of the south G Was the last of a breed didn't brag didn't need you to run off and run ya mouth C Well now one time the grape vine wind and wind F Through the hollers up in Perdue Hill G Well then follow the smoke stack way off the two track G Well then follow the smoke stack way off the two track And that's where they found the still D C Bb F Did a ten year stint in Atmore prison farming in the fieldsVerse 2:
G For cooking up good homemade corn liquor G The Kind that make a man go blind G Kind that make a poor man richer G When the folks vote the county dry G Kind that'll get ya there quicker G Put some slack back in ya jaw N.C. I'm talkin' that good homemade corn liquor Earl G Byrd been brewin since the crack of dawn Harmonica Solo G Guitar Solo G F C F G F D GG Well now ol' Earle Byrd is 90 something sittin' on the porch G Ssippin' Nehi nawin' on a sugar cane shoe G Ride out to the house G And he'll tell ya all about all the rot gut rye that he used to brew G He's a mountain of a man from Monroe an Lord knows G He don't deny nothing of the preminission N.C. G N.C. Good ol boys from south Alabama make a livin during prohibitionVerse 3:
G Cooking up good homemade corn liquor G The kind that make a man go blind G Kind that make a poor man richer G When the folks vote the county dry G Kind that'll get ya there quicker G Put some slack back in ya jaw N.C. I'm talkin that good homemade corn liquor Earle N.C. Byrd been brewin since the crack of dawn G Till the crack of dawn G Till the crack of dawn Outro G
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