Pine Grove Madhouse Chords

[Intro]
A  E x3
D  A  E
 
[Verse 1]
A                   E
  Stranded inside a madhouse, baby.
A                  E
  Down in old Pine Grove.
A                        E
  Been up for days in a drunkard's haze,
D             A       E
  Just lit up by this stove.
 
[Verse 2]
A                        E
  We got the band in the basement, mama.
A                       E
  Fire on that mountain steel.
A                              E
  Don't need your plow or that old milk cow
D               A       E
  We're working on this hill.
D             A     E
  Hang up the wagon wheel.
 
[Instrumental]
A  E
A  E
 
[Verse 3]
A                              E
  Here comes Lorraine, she's a stumbling terror,
A                     E
  high on her bathtub gin.
A                             E
  Shows me her kids, tells me how she is
D             A        E
  and how she was back when.
 
[Verse 4]
A                                  E
  Said, back when I worked for the county clerk
A                         E
  When I wore those finer clothes,
A                               E
  Now them days are gone and we ain't got long
D                 A        E
  But I'm still a mountain rose.
D              A          E
  Heart like a young Pete Rose.
 
[Chorus]
A
  Ain't coming down.
               E
It's a-roaring now,
A                    E
  High on your river town.
A
  Dance on your porch
                E
'round that old cane torch
D              A        E
  and let your mountain sound.
D             A      E
  Too late to lay it down.
 
[Instrumental]
A  E x3
D  A  E
 
[Verse 5]
A                                      E
  Well, out on the ridge where they're rolling, mama.
A                E
  Stray dogs and sirens fight.
A                               E
  Barred all the doors, nailing 2x4's
D                 A        E
  brushed off the coal oil light.
 
[Verse 6]
A                          E
  And if I slip, don't you catch me, baby.
A                          E
  I'll find that back road bend.
A                          E
  I'll turn around like an old blood hound.
D            A     E
  Cut out my trail again
D            A       E
  back to my trailer den.
 
[Chorus]
A
  Ain't coming down.
               E
It's a-roaring now,
A                    E
  High on your river town.
A
  Dance on your porch
                E
'round that old cane torch
D              A        E
  and let your mountain sound.
D             A      E
  Too late to lay it down.
 
[Outro]
A  E x3
D  A  E