E
It's an unexplained devotion,
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That makes you climb behind the wheel.
A E
And guide 40 tons of missile,
B
From the coast to Camooweal.
E
It's the feel of turbo muscle,
Emaj7 E
That gets into your bones.
A E
It's the romance of the long haul,
B E
Bein' out there on your own.
A E
We are Sons of the Road,
B E
Like brothers we are bound.
A Em
To the rhythm of the highway,
E B
An' a rumblin diesel sound.
A E
And down that long white line,
B Dbm
Together we will roll.
A
We stand united,
D A E A D A Em
Sons of the Road.
E
There's a long tradition
B E
From the days when the bullock teams
A E
Would haul loads across the outback,
B
'Cross flats and steep ravines.
E
We carry on the journey,
B E
Of those pioneers gone by.
A E
With 22 wheels on bitumen,
B E
And 25 tons behind .
A E
We are Sons of the Road,
B E
Like brothers we are bound.
A Em
To the rhythm of the highway,
E B
An' a rumblin diesel sound.
A E
And down that long white line,
B Dbm
Together we will roll.
A
We stand united,
D A E
Sons of the Road.
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It's stoppin' at the roadhouse,
For a coffee, fuel and chat.
And tippin' off your mates,
'bout a radar 10 miles back.
E
Well it's stakin' out the blockade,
B E
When they try to move you on.
A E
And you're backed into a corner,
B E
Gets emotions running strong.
A E
We are Sons of the Road,
B E
Like brothers we are bound.
A Em
To the rhythm of the highway,
E B
An' a rumblin diesel sound.
A E
And down that long white line,
B Dbm
Together we will roll.
A
We stand united,
D A E
Sons of the Road.
A
We stand united,
D A E
Sons of the Road.
A D A Bm7 A/Db D A/Db E
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