G
Well I've been drivin' hours, just a pushin' through this rain
C G
Hell, from Corpus to Del Rio, man there ain't much in between
D C G
Nevermind the lines ahead of me like the ones I've left behind
C D G C D C G
Well I hold that wheel with a steady hand, mama, yeah but a tired and troubled mind
I lost the last radio station so many miles ago
But I picked me up this spanish singer, she was beamin' out of Mexico
Well her songs were sweet and soulful and every note she sang rang true
But I couldn't understand a word she sang but the blues are still them blues
D C G
Yeah, damn this old road
D C G
Lord it's about to steal my soul
Am C/B C
Lord you get addicted to the money
D G
Better drug ??? cold
Well the boss man he keeps pushin, well he wants me on that line
Say if you gonna earn a dollar child you've gotta sacrfice sometimes
Yeah but I'm all out of want to and I've been there for a while
I've been runnin on fate these days, feelin' every goddamn mile
Steel solo
Well this gypsy life has robbed me of everything I own
But why would a woman want me when she knows she'd be alone
So I'm pushin' this truck a little faster, a little closer to the ground
I pray I'll just out run it all, Hell if I could break the speed of sound
Chorus