Аккорды Mac Wiseman - What A Waste Of Good Corn Liquor

//Rake the Bm in the second verse slowly.

[Intro]
D D G D
D A D D

[Verse 1]
       D                 D
I have lost my blue-eyed darling,
      G                 D
Now I sit with a broken heart
      D                     A
By my cabin in the Carolina hills
     D                 D
Oh I loved a 'shiner's daughter
          G                D
Loved her true with all my heart
         D             A              D
'til she fell into her pappy's liquor still

[Chorus]
          D                  D
Oh what a waste of good corn liquor
         D                     A
From the still they pulled the plug
        D         D                    G             D
Now the revenuers snickered 'cause she melted in the liquor
         D                A            D
And they had to bury poor Lilly by the jug

[Interlude]
D D D A
D D G D
D A D

[Verse 2]
       D             D
Cousin Cale upon the juice harp
         G               D
Played a mighty mournful tune
       D                    D                  A
As the kinfolks bowed their heads and gathered round
       D                D
Then I heard the parson sing
         G               Bm
Drink me only with thine eyes
      D                    A            D
As we watch them pour poor Lilly in the ground

[Chorus]
          D                  D
Oh what a waste of good corn liquor
         D                     A
From the still they pulled the plug
        D         D                    G             D
Now the revenuers snickered 'cause she melted in the liquor
         D                A            D
And they had to bury poor Lilly by the jug

[Interlude]
D D D A
D D G D
D A D

[Verse 3]
        D              D
Now I'm sitting in the twilight
           G              D
'neath the weeping willow tree
        D             D              A
And the sun is slowly sinking in the west
        D              D
And I'm clasping to my bosom
         G            D
A little jug of Lilly Mae
       D                A               D
With a broken heart I'm longing for the rest

[Chorus]
          D                  D
Oh what a waste of good corn liquor
         D                     A
From the still they pulled the plug
        D         D                    G             D
Now the revenuers snickered 'cause she melted in the liquor
         D                A            D
And they had to bury poor Lilly by the jug