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Capo 1 Intro: D G (4x)
QuitD my job flipped off the boss Ctook my name off the pay roGll pickDed up my cell rang my babies bCell said i'm three miles from G
home
I said sugar wDon't you put on that sun dress I like soC much G wait oDut by the road im comin' to pick yoCu up G
CHORUS (wDhoa whoa) thGrow your suitcase in the back (whoa WhDoa) done gaGssed up the Pontiac
(whoa whDoa) blastinG' out the Johnny Cash Cheadin' for the highway baGby we aint ever comin' bDack
D G (2x)
It'sD Four-hundred and sixty-seven miles tCo the outskirts of Las GVegas
DWhat do ya say we go get married by a pCreacher man who Looks like EGlvis sugar Ddon't worry about tellin' your momma Cgoodbye G
we'll send hDer a souvenir postcard from the wild sCide G
CHORUS (wDhoa whoa) thGrow your suitcase in the back (whoa WhDoa) done gaGssed up the Pontiac
(whoa whoDa) blastin' out theG Johnny Cash
CHORUS (wDhoa whoa) thGrow your suitcase in the back (whoa WhDoa) done gaGssed up the Pontiac
(Dwhoa whoa) blGastin' out the Johnny Cash heCadin' for the highway babyG we aint ever comin' bacDk bGaby we aint never comin' bDack
(whoa whDoa) G