Truck Song

Lyle Lovett

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Tom:
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
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 Well, I went to high school and I was not popular
D E A Now I am older, and it don't matter
D7 Ole Black's my truck's name
A She's held together
D E A I've slept inside her when I was tired [Break]
D7 A D E
D7 A I've been to Paris, and I don't mean Texas
D E A Well, I met Wim Wenders one time in London
D7 A Ole Black's my truck's name. She's held together
D E A My lane's the right one when I'm in England [Break]
D7 A D E
D7 A D E A
D7 A My baby calls me, she says she loves me
D E A And when I see her, then I believe her
D7 Ole Black's my truck's name
A And, oh, she don't say much
D E A 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
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