Intro: D7 A D E A
Verse
D7 A
Turn down that highway, turn up that dirt road
D E A
Well, It's over three days since I left Houston
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Ole Black's my truck's name
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She's held together by BF Good tires and bailing wire
D7 A
Well, I went to high school and I was not popular
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Now I am older, and it don't matter
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Ole Black's my truck's name
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She's held together
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I've slept inside her when I was tired
Break: D7 A D E
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I've been to Paris, and I don't mean Texas
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Well, I met Wim Wenders one time in London
D7 A
Ole Black's my truck's name. She's held together
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My lane's the right one when I'm in England
Break
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My baby calls me, she says she loves me
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And when I see her, then I believe her
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Ole Black's my truck's name
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And, oh, she don't say much
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We leave together and lay some rubber
D7 A
On down that highway, turn up that dirt road
D E A
It's over three days since I left Houston
D7
Ole Black's my truck's name
A D E A
She's held together by BF Good tires and bailing wire
D7 A
Turn down that highway, turn up that dirt road
D E A
It's over three days since I left my home
D7
Ole Black's my truck's name
A D E A
She's held together by BF Good tires and bailing wire
D E A
By BF Good tires and bailing wire