Ruston Kelly - Son of a highway daughter

I'm the ^Bmson ^Aof a ^Dhighway ^Adaughter ^GBorn in ^Agasol^Dine I ^Dtraced the^A steps of my^Bm foolish ^Afather And ^Gdanced with the devil in ^AGalilee It was a ^Dcold^A winter, ^Bmice above the ^Awater And ^Gnails stuck ^Abetween my ^Dtoes So ^DI cried ^Aout and I ^Bmburied my ^Adoubt And all the ^Gwomen ^Aalong the ^Droad

And I went ^Gdown to Dublin County Where I found ^DGod in a ^Abottle of ^Gwine And I ^Gheaded up north thinking ^AI could find Any ^Dwork or ^Apeace of ^Gmind Nobody ^Bmsells that around here ^Atoo much ^Danymore

I ^Bmwoke up^A stoned with a^G bag of^D bones ^GLaying ^Ain my ^Dbed She was ^Dbreathing ^Afire, I was a ^Bmworn out ^Atire ^GTrying to brush her ash ^Aoutside of my head It was an ^Deasy^A game,^Bm nothing in the ^Achase Needed ^Gsomething just a ^Alittle more ^Bmcold So I ^Dtraded her^A in for a^Bm bag of ^Asin And I ^Gheaded on ^Adown the ^Droad

And I got ^Glost in California Where I'd been ^Dwaiting on the ^Adays to ^Grain But I was ^Glooking to find any ^Areason to hide But no ^Dreaso^An ever ^Gcame And all of the ^Bmlonesome sounds of the ^Astreetlight Pushing ^Gstrangers ^Aalong their ^Dway

That town kept calling ^Ame That town kept calling ^Gme That town kept calling ^Ame But, that town kept calling ^Gme That town kept calling ^Ame That town kept calling ^Gme That town kept calling me, ^Ayeah

I'm the ^Dson ^Aof a ^Bmhighway ^Adaughter ^GBorn in ^Agasolin^De