Sheriff of Boone County
As sung by Kenny Price
Thanx and a tip of the silverbelly hat to Oldtimer
who sent me the track, and to all the COWPIE fans who remember Kenny
Price.
Chorus:
(I) I donāt take no lip and this (IV) cannon on my hip,
(I) Let me tell you boy, it aināt no (V) toy.
(I) I wear a hat just like a Mountie, Iām the (IV) SHERIFF OF BOONE
COUNTY,
(I) Let me tell you, boy, youāre in a (V) heap of (I) trouble.
Now if you try to push your Caddie from Nashville to Cincinnati
You have to come across the Boone County line.
Well if you aim on passinā through youād better mind your pās and qās
ĪCause this stretch of interstate, boy, is mine.
Well you might outrun my old Chevrolet but you canāt outrun my old
two-way.
Leon waitinā at the station to hear from me.
Youāre gonna be a-wishinā I was leadinā that expedition
ĪCause Iāll chase you all the way back to Tennessee.
Chorus:
I donāt take no lip and this cannon on my hip,
Let me tell you boy, it aināt no toy.
I wear a hat just like a Mountie, Iām the SHERIFF OF BOONE COUNTY,
By the way, youāre in a heap of trouble, boy.
So far I guess you been lucky but now youāre in Boone County, Kentucky.
I donāt know how things are in Tennessee.
Iām the roughest you ever saw, around here Iām the law
And itās been that way since nineteen forty-three.
Chorus:
I donāt take no lip and this cannon on my hip,
Let me tell you boy, it aināt no toy.
I wear a hat just like a Mountie, Iām the SHERIFF OF BOONE COUNTY,
By the way, youāre in a heap of trouble, boy.
(Spoken ad lib) I run the grocery store down there and I pump the gas
and Iām the dogcatcher too, yeah. The judge, thatās me, put up your bond
for you if you like, and if you happen to wreck your car on the way to
the
courthouse·.
