Chords for Red Simpson ~ I'm A Truck

[G] _ _ Hello, I'm a [E] truck.
[F#] _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ You've heard songs about truck drivers [F#m] many times or story told
How [B] they pulled out of Pittsburgh [E] for six days on the road [A] about that Feather River Canyon
[F#m] And a climbing that old grapevine that [B] old roadhouse down in Texas and [E] the girls they left behind
[A] You've heard their tales of daring [F#m] and I think that's just fine
[D] But if you could [A] spare a minute, I'd [E] like to [A] tell you mine _
[D] There'd be no truck drivers [A] if it wasn't for us trust
[E] No double clutching gear jamming [A] coffee drinking nuts
[D] They drive their way of glory [A] and they have all the luck
There'd be no truck drivers [F#m] if it wasn't [E] for us [A] trust
_ _ [F#m] _ _ Well, there he sits in that clay drinking coffee and telling lies
_ Probably tell them about that hill we top ten miles back
Or tell him how he missed the gear and that Volkswagen bus full of hippies passed us like I was sitting up on jacks
How he missed that curve over on 66 _
Hadn't been me hanging on the shoulder
Well, we had a both wound up in the ditch
_ [A] _ _ We're on time.
He takes the credit and if [F#m] we're late I get blamed up [B] those hills the shutters open
My [E] stacks are running flame [A] my tackle running redline second [F#m] diesel from the tanks
[B] I'm taking south bring him back [E] without a word of thanks
Well [A] now you've heard my story and [F#m] I guess it's my tough luck
[D] There'd be no [A] truck drivers if it [E] wasn't for [A] us trust _ _
[D] There'd be no truck drivers if it [A] wasn't for us trust
No [E] double clutching gear jamming [A] coffee drinking nuts
[D] They drive their way of glory [A] and they have all the luck
There'd be no truck drivers [D] if it [E] wasn't [A] for us trust
_ _ [F#m] _ Look at him sipping coffee flirting with that waitress
And where do you think he left me? _
That's right next to cattle truck
_ _ _ My goodness put me over next to that little pink Mac gosh, she's got a pretty mudflaps
_ Talk about stack _
They're both groans
Well, he'll be coming out in a minute.
He'll get that bar and he'll go around and beat on my tires
You know for two pounds of diesel.
Well, I'd have a flat on the inside do
Boy, that would fix I never did like the way he drives anyhow _
Thank you.
God's gift of waitresses
Never gives me tips
_ Well, I know what he's gonna do now make out that tape cartridge my phones and play it again _ I
Don't know why you don't get a Merle Hager tape _ _ _ _ _ _
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