Hotaling's Whiskey

Hotaling’s Whiskey (capo 2) INTRO: C E6 Am Em F G C —----------- CHORUS: —----------- C If, as they say, God spanked the town F C For being over-frisky C E6 Am Em Why did he burn the churches down F G C And save Hotaling’s Whiskey? —------------------------ D G A D (x2) Maid Behind the Bar Am Anson Parsons built the place C Back in ‘66 G For travelers to rest their heads Am Em-G-Am But those notions didn’t stick He came here for the gold C At the age of twenty-four G But soon traded out his shovel Am Em-G-Am To work at Griffin’s liquor store F C And though he didn’t find his wealth G Am By digging in the ground F C Anson hit the mother lode G Am Em-G-Am As he liquored up the town —----------- CHORUS (x2) —----------- —--—--- Maid Behind the Bar —----- D G A D (x2) D Bm G A D (x2) (walk down 2nd time) Am That gold rush Seventeen years gone C Lit up the western shore, G But Hotaling made the kind of gold Am Em-G-Am A thirsty man could pour Am So for forty years on Jackson Street: C A whiskey warehouse masterstroke! G Until April one-eight When the golden gate Am Em-G-Am Was buried in black smoke F C A quake and then a fire G Am Roared throughout the town F C And though it turned the world to ash G Am Em-G-Am It couldn’t burn that warehouse down —----------- CHORUS (x2) —----------- —--—--- Maid Behind the Bar —----- Am Three times was saved the warehouse C The first was by a man G Hacking off the rooftop cornices Am As they smouldered in his hand Am Second time salvation C Eleven blocks to Jackson Street G Seawater in a fire hose Am Em-G-Am All for the flames to beat Am A third and final grace is owed C To a brave bucket brigade: G Filling buckets from the sewer Am Em-G-Am To sling the muck onto the blaze! (c’mon lads!) F C And though the air filled with the stink G Am The men did raise a cheer: (HOORAY!) F C We’ve saved Hotaling’s Whiskey G Am Em-G-Am With the product of our rear! —----------- CHORUS (x2) —----------- —--—--- Maid Behind the Bar —----- —----------- CHORUS (x1) —----------- C If, as they say, God spanked the town F C For being over-frisky C E6 Am Em Why did he burn the churches down F G C And save Hotaling’s Whiskey? —------------------------ —-------- CHORUS (a capella) (x3) —-------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hotaling’s Whiskey (concert pitch) INTRO: D F6 Bm F#m G A D —----------- CHORUS: —----------- D If, as they say, God spanked the town G D For being over-frisky D F6 Bm F#m Why did he burn the churches down G A D And save Hotaling’s Whiskey? —------------------------ E A B E (x2) Maid Behind the Bar Bm Anson Parsons built the place D Back in ‘66 A For travelers to rest their heads Bm F#m-A-Bm But those notions didn’t stick He came here for the gold D At the age of twenty-four A But soon traded out his shovel Bm F#m-A-Bm To work at Griffin’s liquor store G D And though he didn’t find his wealth A Bm By digging in the ground G D Anson hit the mother lode A Bm F#m-A-Bm As he liquored up the town —----------- CHORUS (x2) —----------- —--—--- Maid Behind the Bar —----- E A B E (x2) E C#m A B E (x2) (walk down 2nd time) Am That gold rush Seventeen years gone C Lit up the western shore, G But Hotaling made the kind of gold Am Em-G-Am A thirsty man could pour Am So for forty years on Jackson Street: C A whiskey warehouse masterstroke! G Until April one-eight When the golden gate Am Em-G-Am Was buried in black smoke F C A quake and then a fire G Am Roared throughout the town F C And though it turned the world to ash G Am Em-G-Am It couldn’t burn that warehouse down —----------- CHORUS (x2) —----------- —--—--- Maid Behind the Bar —----- Am Three times was saved the warehouse C The first was by a man G Hacking off the rooftop cornices Am As they smouldered in his hand Am Second time salvation C Eleven blocks to Jackson Street G Seawater in a fire hose Am Em-G-Am All for the flames to beat Am A third and final grace is owed C To a brave bucket brigade: G Filling buckets from the sewer Am Em-G-Am To sling the muck onto the blaze! (c’mon lads!) F C And though the air filled with the stink G Am The men did raise a cheer: (HOORAY!) F C We’ve saved Hotaling’s Whiskey G Am Em-G-Am With the product of our rear! —----------- CHORUS (x2) —----------- —--—--- Maid Behind the Bar —----- —----------- CHORUS (x1) —----------- C If, as they say, God spanked the town F C For being over-frisky C E6 Am Em Why did he burn the churches down F G C And save Hotaling’s Whiskey? —------------------------ —-------- CHORUS (a capella) (x3) —--------