INTRO Bm D Bm D

Well, I was eighteen, my brother was twenty-one.
One Saturday evenin’ when all the work was done,
We went down to the river. Had some trot lines we’d run.

My brother Walter had a fight the week before.
Knocked a boy name Wilson through the pool hall doors.
They said you don’t mess with Wilson unless you want a war.

I put the boat in the water and I made the engine run.
I loaded the lantern against the sinkin’ sun.
And my brother Walter was loadin’ his gun…
And we went down the river...

Down past the coal docks we were runnin’ our line.
Heard some drunken boaters racin’ up behind.
It was Wilson and his cousin, had trouble on their mind.

They passed on by us, probably goin’ to tend their pot.
We headed up the river with the fish that we’d caught but,
Before we made the landing, I thought I heard a shot…
Back down the river…

Well my brother Walter fell over the side.
I couldn’t find him no matter how I tried
And I looked along the bank but couldn’t find where they hide.

Well the drugged the river, they searched it up and down.
Couldn’t find his body so they decided that he’d drowned,
But I knew better and Wilson bragged around town.

So one night I floated down right above Wilson’s shack.
I hid in the woods til I saw him walk out back.
I put a bullet in his head, dropped him in his tracks…
And we went down the river…

Down below the tressel, where the water runs slow,
I chained him to an anvil then I let him go.
And five years later, I ain’t told a soul.

I ain’t done much fishin’, hardly wet a line.
The death of my brother is still heavy on my mind.
I’ve been thinkin’ Wilson’s cousin better find a place to hide…
Cause I’m goin’ down the river…yeah, I’m goin’ down the river.
D Bm (until end of song)

HEART OF STONE – CHRIS KNIGHT

CAPO 1

I GREW UP NEAR WHAT THEY CALL THE FLATS
AINT TOO MANY PEOPLE KNOWS WHERE ITS AT
CANT HEAR THE HIGHWAY CANT SEE A WAY OUT
I GUARANTEE IT AINT NOTHIN WORTH CRYIN ABOUT

DADDY LEFT US ALL BACK IN ’91
LEFT US ALL WONDERIN WHAT IT WAS WE DONE
ID STAND IN THE YARD AND STARE DOWN THE ROAD
I GUESS I MUST HAVE MISSED HOW I JUST DONT KNOW

GOT THE BROKEN PROMISES
GOT THE BROKEN HOME
DONT BREAK YOURSELF ON A
HEART OF STONE

I MARRIED A GIRL I MET IN TENNESSEE
THE BABY DIDNT MAKE IT, SO NEITHER DID WE
I STILL THINK ABOUT HER BUT SHES FADIN FAST
IT DONT DO NO GOOD DWELLIN ON THE PAST

GOT THE BROKEN PROMISES
GOT THE BROKEN HOME
DONT BREAK YOURSELF ON A
HEART OF STONE

WELL I CALL MOMMA EVERY NOW AND THEN
TO SAY IM COMIN HOME BUT I DONT KNOW WHEN
WELL I RAN INTO DADDY BUT ITS BEEN SO LONG
I DONT TELL MOMMA, I DONT LET ON

GOT THE BROKEN PROMISES
GOT THE BROKEN HOME
DONT BREAK YOURSELF ON A
HEART OF STONE

WELL I GOT DRUNK WITH DADDY JUST THE OTHER NIGHT
HE SAID “HE WAS GLAD TO SEE I TURNED OUT ALRIGHT”
I HEAR PEOPLE SAYIN “LIKE FATHER LIKE SON”
DONT THINK ABOUT IT MUCH BUT I WORRY BOUT IT SOME

A HEART OF STONE
DONT BREAK YOURSELF
ON A HEART OF STONE
DONT BREAK YOURSELF
ON A HEART OF STONE

BRIDAL ON A BULL
CHRIS KNIGHT
ENOUGH ROPE

DONT PUT A BRIDAL ON A BULL

HE””LL NEVER DO WHAT YOU TELL HIM TO
DONT PUT A BRIDAL ON A BULL
HE””LL JUST TAKE YOU FOR A FOOL

AND IF YOU TAKE HIM BY HIS HORNS
THAT BULL WILL RUN RIGHT OVER YOU

WELL IF YOUR MULE DONT WANNA PLOW
TALK TO HIM WITH A 2 x 4
AND IF HE STILL DONT WANNA PLOW
TALK TO HIM JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE

AND IF YOU HE JUST DONT WANNA LISTEN
HAUL HIM OFF TO THE DOG FOOD STORE

DONT PUT A BRIDAL ON A BULL
HE””LL NEVER DO WHAT YOU TELL HIM TO
DONT PUT A BRIDAL ON A BULL
AINT NO TELLIN WHAT A BULL WILL DO

AND IF YOU TAKE HIM BY HIS HORNS
HES GONNA TRY TO RUN YOU THROUGH

SOLO

IF YOU GOT A HIGH TONE WOMAN
KEEP YOUR ONE ON EYE ON THE DOOR
IF YOU GOT A HIGH TONE WOMAN
MAKE YOU WONDER WHAT THE SUITCASE FOR

SHE GONNA WORRY BOUT WHERE YOU””RE GOIN
SHE DONT EVER LEAVE THE HOUSE NO MORE

DONT PUT A BRIDAL ON A BULL
HE””LL NEVER DO WHAT YOU TELL HIM TO
DONT PUT A BRIDAL ON A BULL
HE””LL JUST TAKE YOU FOR A FOOL

PUT A RING IN HIS NOSE
AND THAT BULL WILL FOLLOW YOU
PUT A RING IN HIS NOSE
AND THAT BIG BAD BULL WILL FOLLOW YOU

CORRECTIONS WELCOME

Chris Knight – Backwater Blues
The Trailer Tapes

Intro: E E E E

Verse 1

Where the hell’s the sun, just rain for days
All this river risin and cryin washin us away
If we let go now, we’ll let our love drown
Baby this cold blue river, might never go down

Verse 2

So put up your bags and get away from the door
Put up that rusty pistol baby, i aint mad anymore
If you leave me now and head for higher ground
Baby this river of blue backwater is gonna take me down

Chorus

Baby I cant let you go
I’ll go under if you leave me here alone
These backwater blues will be gone
If we hold on
Baby just let these hard times roll
We’ll wade outta here when the water is low
These backwater blues will be gone
If we hold on

Verse 3

This river aint deep, its just a little cold
So put your arms around me we’ll find us a steppin stone
Baby hold on tight, cos dry land’s in sight
We’ll be out of these backwater blues before long
If we hold on

Chorus

Baby these backwater blues will be gone
If we hold on…

Banging Away – Chris Knight

Capo 1
Well I got up this morning and I headed out
Seen old Luther standing in the door way, I gave that boy a shout
He was singin’ ‘bout a man down on his luck
But I looked into his case must’ve been fifteen bucks

Chorus:
He was banging away
Banging away
Banging away
Every day

Seen a man stomping the hood of his Coupe Deville
Had that bible in his hand and a look that could kill
I stopped dead in my tracks thought I could ease on around
But he jumped off that hood and he called me down

Chorus

So I just kept on walking to my ex-girlfriend’s house
Been a couple months since it all went south
I jumped up on her porch naw ain’t gonna quit
Gonna knock on that door ‘til my baby answers it

Chorus 2:
And I’m banging away
Banging away
Banging away
Every day

Repeat Chorus 2

Tune down 1/2 step to Eb

I think Chris actually tunes down one whole
step to D and uses a capo on the first fret –
the strings seem to ‘slap’ more and give the
song a different dynamic

A busted bottle on the railroad tracks
Walkin’ and talkin’ to that monkey on my back
Catch that monkey try to throw him down
But the monkey think it’s funny just ridin’ around

Down the road goin’ nowhere
Down the road almost there

Ain’t nobody livin’ at the (Clinch?) Hotel
Devil done been there took all my friends to Hell
Hadn’t been in the jail house he woulda got me
Seen a black flag flyin’ from a live oak tree

Down the road goin’ nowhere
Down the road almost there

Seen my mama last night she was sittin’ by my bed
Worried ‘bout you son was the only thing she said
Ten years now mama been gone
She’s still tryin’ to teach me what’s right and what’s wrong

Down the road goin’ nowhere
Down the road almost there
Down the road goin’ nowhere
Down the road almost there

corrections appreciated

GO ON HOME – CHRIS KNIGHT

CAPO 1

INTRO: G Em C G Em C

I USE TO RUN FROM THE PAST
BUT THE WORLD GOT TO SPINNIN SO FAST
I RUN FROM THE FUTURE NOW
I RUN AS FAST AS I CAN
TRYIN TO BE A SIMPLE MAN
I JUST WANT TO SLOW DOWN

WELL LAUGH IF YOU WANT TO
CALL ME A BACKWARDS FOOL
BUT I AINT TAKIN THIS RIDE
YA’LL JUST GO ON AHEAD AND GO
LET ME OUT BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
ALL I WANNA DO IS GO ON HOME

DONT GO ONLINE I DONT WATCH TV
CAUSE I KNOW ALL IM GONNA SEE
IS SOMETHING STUPID GOIN ON
STUPIDS IN THE WATER THESE DAYS
THEY’RE GONNA DRINK IT ANY WAY
TIL THEY DONT KNOW RIGHT FROM WRONG

YEAH LAUGH IF YOU WANT TO
CALL ME A BACKWARDS FOOL
BUT I AINT TAKIN THIS RIDE
YA’LL JUST GO ON AHEAD AND GO
LET ME OUT BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
ALL I WANNA DO IS GO ON HOME

YEAH ALL I WANNA DO IS GO ON HOME

ENOUGH ROPE

WHEN THE RAIN RUNS DOWN YOUR WINDOW
AND YOU CANT HOLD BACK YOUR TEARS
WHEN YOU””RE SO AFRAID TO BE ALONE
YOU KNOW IM ALWAYS RIGHT HERE

CHORUS:
YOU CRY LONELY AND I COME RUNNIN
I COME TO YOUR RESCUE, CHASE YOUR BLUES AWAY
YOU CRY LONELY BUT YOU DONT REALLY WANT ME
BUT I WONT BE THERE, ONE OF THESE DAYS

YOU ALWAYS SAY YOURE HEART IS BREAKIN
AND YOU HEAR THE WOLF OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR
BUT I KNOW YOURE JUST USIN ME
TIL YOU DONT NEED ME ANYMORE

REPEAT CHORUS

C Em X 2

SOMEDAY WHEN YOU KNOW YOU REALLY LOVE ME
YOURE GONNA CRY MY NAME
AND ILL BE GONE

REPEAT CHORUS

I WONT BE THERE
CALL MY NAME
I WONT BE THERE
ONE OF THESE DAYS

CORRECTIONS WELCOME

Enough Rope
Capo 2nd

Intro Em C G
Sheriff come in the pool hall
With that look on his face
Have you seen Jack Blue around this place
He’s a bad one him always breakin the law
If you see Jack Blue better give me a call

Jacks shooting pool on a Friday night
Couple out of town boys lookin for a fight
It was 2 on 1 but Jack evened the score
Paramedics packed one of em out the door

CHORUS
Well you dont go lookin for trouble
Aint that what the old folks say
Dont go lookin, dont go lookin for trouble
Itll find you.. anyway

57 stitches in that boys hide
Doc shook his head said your lucky your alive
Dont go lookin for Jack Blue
Heres some thread and a needle in case you do

CHORUS
Well you dont go lookin for trouble
Aint that what the old folks say

Dont go lookin, dont go lookin for trouble
Itll find you.. anyway

Jack works in his yard and he drinks ice tea
He aint had a fight since 93
Dont go to bar rooms or billiard halls
Tries to teach his boys to respect the law

CHORUS
Say you dont go lookin for trouble
Aint that what the old folks say
Dont go lookin, dont go lookin for trouble
Itll find you. anyway
Itll find you anyway
Itll find you anyway

Chris Knight Kicks Kentucky Butt!!!!

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Whole Step Down Tuning

INTRO: G — Cadd9 — Em7 – D – Cadd9

Empty beer bottles
Rattle on my pistol
On the seat of my Chevy pick up truck
And I’m taking these gravel roads
As fast as my truck will go
I’m running like a scared white tail buck

It was an all night card game
With Earl Ray and Bobby
And some ol boy they worked with from Adair
That boy didn’t like me
Then he said I was cheatin
Gun shots rang out on the midnight air

I dont wanna see the day light
But my Becky’s alone at night
I wonder if shes waiting up for me

I’m gonna hide out in the bottom
Where I hunted deer and turkey
I know that swamp like the back of my hand
Hell I was born and raised here
Just wanted to be a good ol boy
Never thought I’d ever be a wanted man

But soon they gonna catch me
Aint no way around that
Cause I dont know any other place to hide
I wonder if Becky’s Bible is still in the glove box
Cause I’m sure gonna need it if that boy died

I dont wanna see the day light
But my Becky’s alone at night
I wonder if shes waiting up for me

Repeat INTRO

Sometime tomorrow morning
When I ought to be fishing
They’ll probably be hauling me in
I’ll be sittin in the jail house
No need to be wishing
I’ll ever get to fish the green river again

I’ll be prayin for some daylight
While my Becky’s alone at night
I wonder if shes waiting up for me
I Wonder if shes waiting up for me
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