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Well my trAuck's wound up and it's ready to roll
ID got a good buddy workin' for the Highway Patrol
So if EI get a tAicket or two, It's gonna be alright
ButA the sheriff and his boys they're at Ernesta Lane
UnDless they're out to lunch at the Dairy Queen
They'll be Eitchin' to turn on those red, white, and blue
lAights
AWell just like my daddy I was born a drifter
DI got a rebel heart and eight - ball shifter
EHorns on Athe hood and forty channel CB
Well some things you never leave home without
DLike your Bible, log book, and your drivin' route
EAnd your BAest Of Dale Watson on CD
Cause IE'm a diesel driDvin' daddy
Don't yAou get in my lane
Puttin'E the pedal tDo the medal
BringAin' eighteen wheels of pain
I've beeDn in love
Broke Esome hearts
SettlAed doDwn long enough to replace the parts
KickeDd a little asphaElt
aAlong the way
It's a lonely life livin' on the road
When the only friend you've got is the radio
And even he fades in and out every now and then
But maybe someday you'll find the right one
She can shift your gears and let ya ride shotgun
Who knows how to get that big ole rig to spin
AI'm a panhandlin' manhandlin'
Post holin' Dhigh rollin' dust bowlin' daddy
EI ain't got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hAard Amarillo highway
Up and dEownD tAhat honky tonkin' highway
They end the song by playing these chords pretty quick, so just use barre chords.
FGGAA
I apologize for some of the lyrics...I know they're off a little.
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