Chords for Mark Chesnutt - Come On In (The Whiskey's Fine)
Tempo:
87 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
G#
C#m
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#]
Me and my cousin Lendl got lost hunting coon [F#] in the Carolina mountains
somewhere outside of Boone.
[C#] We were just about to panic when old Lendl saw [A#] the
sign said come [C#] on in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
That old shack looked abandoned, roof all
fallen in, [F#] just some petrified plants and some rusty [C#] old tin.
We both like the
crab die britches and the [C#m] voice from [A#m] inside yell come [C#] on [E] in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[A] Then those [F#] swinging doors open, staggered out on the porch.
[C#] Dressed just like Davy Crockett, beer cleared down to [C#m] the floor.
[F#] Said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no wine.
Come [C#] on [G#] in, [C#] whiskey's fine.
[C#m] [C#] We peeked in over a shoulder and the first thing that we saw [F#] was a boy picking a banjo in a pair of [C#] overalls.
He said that boy's half crazy, he plays the same song [A#m] all the time.
But hey come [C#] on in, [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[F#] But the moon will make you sick, the air will make you choke.
[C#] The waitress ain't a working man, the jukebox is broke.
He [F#] said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no [G#] wine.
But [C#] come on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[C#m]
[F#]
[C#]
He [A#m] [C#] [G#]
[C#] [B] [G#] [G] [F#] said the pinballs won't roll, the pool table [C#] rocks, and it's hotter than two [C#m] rats in heat inside an old sock.
[F#] I wouldn't drink the water, it tastes like [E] turpentine.
[F#] We're way overpriced and a little hard to [F] find.
[F#] The band's drunk, the beer's skunked, we ain't got no wine.
But come [C#] on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
But come on [G#] in, the [C#m] whiskey's fine.
[F#] But [C#] come on [G#] in,
[C#] the whiskey's fine.
[C#m]
[C#] So fine.
[C#m] [E] [C#]
[C#m]
[C#]
Me and my cousin Lendl got lost hunting coon [F#] in the Carolina mountains
somewhere outside of Boone.
[C#] We were just about to panic when old Lendl saw [A#] the
sign said come [C#] on in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
That old shack looked abandoned, roof all
fallen in, [F#] just some petrified plants and some rusty [C#] old tin.
We both like the
crab die britches and the [C#m] voice from [A#m] inside yell come [C#] on [E] in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[A] Then those [F#] swinging doors open, staggered out on the porch.
[C#] Dressed just like Davy Crockett, beer cleared down to [C#m] the floor.
[F#] Said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no wine.
Come [C#] on [G#] in, [C#] whiskey's fine.
[C#m] [C#] We peeked in over a shoulder and the first thing that we saw [F#] was a boy picking a banjo in a pair of [C#] overalls.
He said that boy's half crazy, he plays the same song [A#m] all the time.
But hey come [C#] on in, [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[F#] But the moon will make you sick, the air will make you choke.
[C#] The waitress ain't a working man, the jukebox is broke.
He [F#] said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no [G#] wine.
But [C#] come on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[C#m]
[F#]
[C#]
He [A#m] [C#] [G#]
[C#] [B] [G#] [G] [F#] said the pinballs won't roll, the pool table [C#] rocks, and it's hotter than two [C#m] rats in heat inside an old sock.
[F#] I wouldn't drink the water, it tastes like [E] turpentine.
[F#] We're way overpriced and a little hard to [F] find.
[F#] The band's drunk, the beer's skunked, we ain't got no wine.
But come [C#] on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
But come on [G#] in, the [C#m] whiskey's fine.
[F#] But [C#] come on [G#] in,
[C#] the whiskey's fine.
[C#m]
[C#] So fine.
[C#m] [E] [C#]
[C#m]
[C#]
Key:
C#
F#
G#
C#m
A#m
C#
F#
G#
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Me and my cousin Lendl got lost hunting coon [F#] in the Carolina mountains
somewhere outside of Boone.
[C#] We were just about to panic when old Lendl saw [A#] the
sign said come [C#] on in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
That old shack looked abandoned, roof all
fallen in, [F#] just some petrified plants and some rusty [C#] old tin.
We both like the
crab die britches and the [C#m] voice from [A#m] inside yell come [C#] on [E] in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[A] Then those [F#] swinging doors open, staggered out on the porch.
[C#] Dressed just like Davy Crockett, beer cleared down to [C#m] the floor.
[F#] Said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no wine.
Come [C#] on [G#] in, [C#] whiskey's fine.
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [C#] We peeked in over a shoulder and the first thing that we saw [F#] was a boy picking a banjo in a pair of [C#] overalls. _
He said that boy's half crazy, he plays the same song [A#m] all the time.
But hey come [C#] on in, [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine. _
[F#] But the moon will make you sick, the air will make you choke.
[C#] The waitress ain't a working man, the jukebox is broke.
He [F#] said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no [G#] wine.
But [C#] come on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
_ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
He _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _
[C#] _ [B] _ [G#] _ [G] [F#] said the pinballs won't roll, the pool table [C#] rocks, and it's hotter than two [C#m] rats in heat inside an old sock.
[F#] I wouldn't drink the water, it tastes like [E] turpentine.
[F#] We're way overpriced and a little hard to [F] find.
[F#] The band's drunk, the beer's skunked, we ain't got no wine.
But come [C#] on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
But come on [G#] in, the [C#m] whiskey's fine.
[F#] But [C#] come on [G#] in, _
[C#] the whiskey's fine.
_ _ _ [C#m] _
[C#] So fine.
_ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Me and my cousin Lendl got lost hunting coon [F#] in the Carolina mountains
somewhere outside of Boone.
[C#] We were just about to panic when old Lendl saw [A#] the
sign said come [C#] on in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
That old shack looked abandoned, roof all
fallen in, [F#] just some petrified plants and some rusty [C#] old tin.
We both like the
crab die britches and the [C#m] voice from [A#m] inside yell come [C#] on [E] in [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine.
[A] Then those [F#] swinging doors open, staggered out on the porch.
[C#] Dressed just like Davy Crockett, beer cleared down to [C#m] the floor.
[F#] Said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no wine.
Come [C#] on [G#] in, [C#] whiskey's fine.
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [C#] We peeked in over a shoulder and the first thing that we saw [F#] was a boy picking a banjo in a pair of [C#] overalls. _
He said that boy's half crazy, he plays the same song [A#m] all the time.
But hey come [C#] on in, [G#] the [C#] whiskey's fine. _
[F#] But the moon will make you sick, the air will make you choke.
[C#] The waitress ain't a working man, the jukebox is broke.
He [F#] said the band's drunk, the beer's sconked, we ain't got no [G#] wine.
But [C#] come on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
_ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
He _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _
[C#] _ [B] _ [G#] _ [G] [F#] said the pinballs won't roll, the pool table [C#] rocks, and it's hotter than two [C#m] rats in heat inside an old sock.
[F#] I wouldn't drink the water, it tastes like [E] turpentine.
[F#] We're way overpriced and a little hard to [F] find.
[F#] The band's drunk, the beer's skunked, we ain't got no wine.
But come [C#] on [G#] in, the [C#] whiskey's fine.
But come on [G#] in, the [C#m] whiskey's fine.
[F#] But [C#] come on [G#] in, _
[C#] the whiskey's fine.
_ _ _ [C#m] _
[C#] So fine.
_ [C#m] _ _ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _
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[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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