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Tuning: G C E A
G G
I've Gnever Dtaken this Gcurve GDriving this Dfast beGfore A Gglowing stop Dsign but bEmoth lanes are mCine No Gseat belts aDttached to my Gdoor
G G
Well my Gspeed Dmeter don't Gwork So GI'm going to Dguess ninety-Gfive Well Gmaybe I'll Dfix it and mEmaybe I wCon't It deGpends on my Dbeing aGlive
G G
Well my Gbottle of Dbourbon is Ggone It Gflew away Dall by itGself So if Gever you Dfind it my pEmhoto behCind it In Gmemory of Dme on your Gshelf
G G
Well Git's been Draining all Gday And Git's been Draining all Gnight A Gslip and slide Dhighway and EmI'm moving Csideways I'm Gloose but my stDeering wheel's tGight
G G
Well my Gsixty-three DFord is a Gbull She's Gfour thousand Dpounds at Gleast But Gmetal surDrenders when EmOak trees meet Cfenders And Gengines go Dthrough the front Gseat
G G
Well I Glost conDtrol in the Gcurve And a Ggas line Dbroke in the wrGeck I Gwalked from the Dashes with Emjust a few scCratches My Gcrucifix Dwarm on my Gneck
G G
Well my Ggood Lord was Dwith me toGnight Just Griding beDside me toGnight And Gnow we're just Dtalking we're hEmitchhiking waClking We'll Gsee you in DConcord toGnight
And Gnow we're just Dwalking We're Emhitchhiking tCalking
We'll Gsee you In DConcord ToGni-Ci-Gight