Down In The Gulley - Brent Cobb
Tuning: , E A D G B E
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[Verse 1]
Well my grandd
addy was a goo
d man
No matter what
the papers sa
y
He worked 'til
he bled for e
verything he h
ad
Brought us up
to do the same
One afternoon
in June
He had us work
in' just like
a couple mules
My cousin and
me were twenty
feet deep
And covered in
red mud clay
[Intro Lick] x2
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[Verse 2]
Well we ran pi
pe from the cr
eek bed
Through the wo
ods to the old
grey shack
It was worth t
he trouble to
work them shov
els
For granddaddy
's sour mash s
tash
All the weeds
and pecan tree
s hid a secret
We all swore t
o keep
Well my grandd
addy knew what
the law would
do
If they ever c
ome snoopin' '
round back
[Chorus]
Lord I'm down
in the gulley
Where the cree
k is high
Lord I'm down
in the gulley
Where only the
moon shines
[Intro Lick] x2
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[Verse 3]
Without money
you can't buy
nothin'
And nothin' is
a damned ol'
shame
When you're in
the hole
You'd sell you
r soul for run
nin' water ins
tead of rain
Well the hills
were filled w
ith the smell
of cash
Cookin' in the
copper still
Everybody knew
where they ge
t their brew
And that made
our family nam
e
[Chorus]
Lord I'm down
in the gulley
Where the cree
k is high
Lord I'm down
in the gulley
Where only the
moon shines
[Intro Lick] x4
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[Verse 4]
Well years and
laws passed b
y
They couldn't
keep the count
y dry
One night, the
sheriff went
to lookin'
For the man wh
o was cookin'
that bootleg m
oonshine
Well he called
the press
And he brought
his best to t
ear our old sh
ack down
But when they
went for the s
tash my grandd
addy laughed
For the shack
was a pump hou
se
[Chorus]
Lord I'm down
in the gulley
Where the cree
k is high
Lord I'm down
in the gulley
Where only the
moon shines
It was down in
the gulley
Where the cree
k is high
Lord I'm down
in the gulley
Where only the
moon shines
[Intro Lick] x4
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