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Intro
ADAE
1.IA'm rolling out of BEakersfield
AMy own private hDell on wheels
ButA this timeD I'm gone for gAood E
AAnd I've never gone this fEar before
ABeyond the slamming of the bDack screen door
But yAou never love meD like you shAould E
C.And there aEin't no telling whAat I'll find
But I mDight as well move dAown the line
ThDere's no comfort hAere in your zip cEode
I'd rather break down on the hAighway
With nEo one to share my lDoad
And cry on the shEoulder of the rAoad A D A E
2.It makes me feel a little low
Steel guitar on the radio
And it's kinda scary the way these truckers fly
So this is how leaving feels
Drinking coffee and making deals
With the One above to get me through the night
C.
AEAD ADAE
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