Chords for Ralph Stanley II Bluefield

_ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _
In the West Virginia hills, there must be ten thousand stills, [Gm] and they found the [Bb] biggest
one [F] outside of Bluefield. _
A little peaceful country town, nothing else [Dm] four miles around.
[Gm] I saw whiskey [Bb] run like water [F] down through Bluefield. _
[Bb] My trouble [C] started on that Tuesday [F] afternoon, _ _ [Bb] the sheriff told [C] me federal men will [F] be here soon. _
[Bb] He said we come [C] up with a plan [F] to catch [Dm] Bluefield's slickest man, [Gm] and we will as [Bb] sure as I'm
[F] sure for Bluefield. _
[Bb] On a Wednesday [C] I had ninety [F] yards to cap, _ [Bb] didn't think they had [C] the time to [F] set a trap. _ _
[Bb] In the brush I [C] heard a sound, [F] and I swiftly [Dm] hit the ground.
[Gm] When I shot I sent [Bb] them running [F] back to Bluefield. _
_ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _
Not a soul suspected me, I was the sheriff's [Dm] deputy.
[Gm] I make whiskey, [Bb] but God knows I [F] never killed. _
I didn't know he was that close when I let my [Dm] shotgun go.
[Gm] But I found I killed [Bb] my friend, the sheriff [F] of Bluefield. _
[Bb] I recall how mama [C] and my girlfriend [F] cried _ _ [Bb] when they left with me [C] for oh no, what [F] a trial. _
It's [Bb] my last night in [C] this cell, the [F] last story I [Dm] will tell.
[Gm] As I sat on death [Bb] row dreaming [F] about Bluefield, _
_ [Dm] Bluefield, _ _ [Gm] Bluefield, oh [F] Bluefield.
Bluefield. _ _ _ _