DE7ADDE7AD
[Chorus]
GF#
Yeah, I don't take no lip with this cannon on my hip
E7AD
Let me tell you boy it ain't no toy
G
I wear a hat just like a mounty
F#
I'm the sheriff of Boone County
E7
Be careful boy cause
AD
You're in a heap of a trouble boy
[Verse 1]
D
Now if you're tryin' to push your Caddy
E
From Nashville to Cincinnati
AD
You have to come across Boone County line
As you're drivin' through you
E7
Better mind your P's and Q's
AD
Cause this here stretch of interstate boy is mine
[Verse 2]
D
Now you might outrun my old Chevrolet
E7
But you can't outrun my own two way
AD
Leon's awaitin' at the station to hear from me
D
Now you're gonna be a wishin'
E
I believed in extradition
AD
Cause I'll chase you all the way back to Tennessee
N.C.
(sirens blowin)
[Chorus]
GF#
Now, I don't take no lip with this cannon on my hip
E7AD
Let me tell you boy it ain't no toy
G
I wear a hat just like a mounty
F#
I'm the sheriff of Boone County
E7AD
Be careful cause you're in a heap of a trouble boy
[Solo]
| D | E7 | A | D |
| D | E7 | A | D |
[Verse 3]
D
So far I guess you been lucky
E7
But for now, you’re in Boone County Kentucky
AD
And I don't know how things are in Tennessee
D
Now I'm the roughest you ever saw
E7
around here I'm the law
AD
And it's been that way since back in '43
[Chorus]
GF#
Now, I don't take no lip with this cannon on my hip
E7AD
Let me tell you boy it ain't no toy
G
I wear a hat just like a mounty
F#
I'm the sheriff of Boone County
EAD
By the way, you're in a heap of a trouble boy
[Outro]
D
Yeah, I run the grocery store
E7
And I pump the gas
AD
I paint the lines on the streets
DE7
I'm the dogcatcher, The judge, I’m him too
AD
Heck, you might as well just plead guilty
D
Yeah, I’ll post your bond for you if you like
E7
Aw, we got all kinds of things going for us round here
AD
And if you happen to wreck your car
On the way to the courthouse, I got a used car lot
E7
Down there too, yeah. we’ll take care of it
A
Cause I want to tell you something boy
D
You’re in a heap of trouble
E7
Yeah, gonna winding up
A
Aw, guilty or not guilty
D
Thats like I thought you was
E7
Yeah your guilty, just plead guilty boy
A7
I’m gonna take you home with me, ha ha
D
Yeah your never getting back to Tennessee
E7AD
Lock you up boy, feed you on baloney and hot gravy
E7
Yeah, watch that switch blade knife
A
You got there, aw carrying a concealed weapon
D
Now we’ll throw you away for good
E7
Yeah your about the grooviest cat
A
I ever lawed in a long time
D
We’ll get a lot of money out of you boy
E7
Well I wish we could end this song
A
Cause it’s, it’s keepin me up
Man, I’ve missed out on the
DE7A
Missed out on the police calls