Chords for Highway Junkie

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A hundred cups of coffee, five hundred cigarettes, a thousand miles of highway and I ain't got
her yet but [G] I keep on moving, _ _ I keep [D] moving down the line.
_ _ _ _ There ain't nothing in my mirror just a cloud of dust and smoke.
What do you expect?
Some old trucker's heart gets broke.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, trucker's heart [D] gets broke.
_ _ _ _ But [A] them big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my [Ab] mind.
[G] Well, I'm a highway junkie man and I need that [D] old white line. _ _ _ _ _
Ten miles out of Nashville I was dug down to one.
State boy pulled me over and he said,
Where's the fire, [G] son?
_ _ _ _ I said, Where's the [Dm] fire, son?
_ _ _ _ [D] I said, Man, there ain't no fire I'm just running from the flames.
Go on and write your ticket, man, cause I ain't the one to [G] blame.
_ _ Flat cannon, yeah, tried to [D] rob me of my sight. _ _ _ _
[A] But them big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my [Ab]
[G] mind.
Well, I'm a highway junkie man and I need that old [D] white line.
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_ _ _ So I [Am] rolled on down to Memphis, I had nothing left to lose.
I wanna hear some rock and roll but all they played was blues.
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_ [G] I didn't wanna [Dm] hear no [D] blues. _ _
_ _ _ So I went to call up Elvis, Robert, Miller, Grandpa.
Said, Drive that 18-wheeler, boy, you're the king of the [G] road. _ _ _
Said, I's the [D] king of the _ road.
_ _ _ [Dm] But [A] them big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my [Ab] mind.
[G] Well, I'm a highway junkie man and I need that old [D] white line. _
[A] Said, I'm a highway junkie man and [G] I need that old [D] white line. _ _ _ _ _ _
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