Biography:
Chris Knight (born June 24, 1960) is an American singer-songwriter from Slaughters, Kentucky. In addition to releasing solo records of his own material, Knight has had a successful career writing songs that have been recorded by Confederate Railroad, John Anderson, and Randy Travis among others.
Knight was born in St. Louis, Missouri, and grew up in Slaughters, Kentucky. His extended family lives in the same area of Kentucky. Knight has three brothers and a sister.
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Other songs:
- 'til My Leavin's Through
- Blame Me
- Down The River
- Enough Rope
- Framed
- Heart Of Stone
- It Ain't Easy Being Me
- Lova And A .45
- North Dakota
- Send A Boat
- Summer Of '75
- A Pretty Good Guy
- Almost There
- Another Friday Night
- Band Is Playing Too Slow
- Beckys Bible
- Bridle On A Bull
- Bring The Harvest Home
- Broken Plow
- Crooked Road
- Cry Lonely
- Danville
- Go On Home
- Hard Candy
- Hard Edges
- Hell Aint Half Full
- Hello Old Man
- Here Comes The Rain
- Highway Junkie
- Homesick Gypsy
- House And 90 Acres
- If I Were You
- It Aint Easy Bein Me
- It Aint Easy Being Me
- Jack Blue
- Leaving Souvenirs
- Little Victories
- Love And A 45
- Low Down Ramblin Blues
- My Old Cars
- Nothing On Me
- Out Of This Hole
- Ritas Only Fault
- Run From Your Memory
- Rural Route
- Something Changed
- Spike Drivin Blues
- Summer Of 7
- Summer Of 75
- The Band Is Playing Too Slow
- The Border
- The Hammer Going Down
- The Rivers Own
- Till My Leavins Through
- William
- Williams Son
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Chris Knight
Beckys Bible
G C
Empty beer bottles rattle on my pistol
Em D C
On the seat of my Chevy pickup truck
G
I'm taking these gravel roads
C
fast as my truck will go
Em D C
I'm running like a scared white tail buck
G C
It was an all night card game with Earl Ray and Bobby
Em D C
And some old boy they work with from Adair
G C
That boy didn't like me then he said I was cheating
Em D C D
gunshots rang out on the midnight air
Chorus”
C D
I don't want to see the daylight
G C
But my Becky's alone tonight
C D G
I wonder if she's waiting up for me
G
I’m gonna hide out in the bottoms
C
Where I hunted deer and turkeys
Em D C
I know that swamp like the back of my hand
G
Hell I was born and raised here
C
Just wanted to be a good old boy
Em D C
never thought I'd ever be a wanted man
G
Well soon they're gonna catch me,
C
Ain't no way around that
E D C
Cause I don't know any other place to hide
G C
I wonder if Becky's bible is still in the glove box
Em D C D
Cause I'm sure gonna need it if that boy dies
Chorus
G
Sometime tomorrow morning
C
When I ought to be fishing
Em D C
They'll probably be hauling me in
G
I'll be sitting in the jail house
C
no need to be wishing
Em D C D
That I'll ever get to fish the Green river again
C D
I'll be praying for some daylight
G C
While my Becky's alone at night
C D G
I wonder if she's waiting up for me
C D G
I wonder if she's waiting up for me
Beckys Bible
G C
Empty beer bottles rattle on my pistol
Em D C
On the seat of my Chevy pickup truck
G
I'm taking these gravel roads
C
fast as my truck will go
Em D C
I'm running like a scared white tail buck
G C
It was an all night card game with Earl Ray and Bobby
Em D C
And some old boy they work with from Adair
G C
That boy didn't like me then he said I was cheating
Em D C D
gunshots rang out on the midnight air
Chorus”
C D
I don't want to see the daylight
G C
But my Becky's alone tonight
C D G
I wonder if she's waiting up for me
G
I’m gonna hide out in the bottoms
C
Where I hunted deer and turkeys
Em D C
I know that swamp like the back of my hand
G
Hell I was born and raised here
C
Just wanted to be a good old boy
Em D C
never thought I'd ever be a wanted man
G
Well soon they're gonna catch me,
C
Ain't no way around that
E D C
Cause I don't know any other place to hide
G C
I wonder if Becky's bible is still in the glove box
Em D C D
Cause I'm sure gonna need it if that boy dies
Chorus
G
Sometime tomorrow morning
C
When I ought to be fishing
Em D C
They'll probably be hauling me in
G
I'll be sitting in the jail house
C
no need to be wishing
Em D C D
That I'll ever get to fish the Green river again
C D
I'll be praying for some daylight
G C
While my Becky's alone at night
C D G
I wonder if she's waiting up for me
C D G
I wonder if she's waiting up for me
Chris Rea
Chris Rene
Chris Rice
Chris Salvador
Chris Stapleton