Chords for The Truck Got Stuck - Corb Lund

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The Truck Got Stuck - Corb Lund chords
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[G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A] [E]
[D] The chef got [G] stuck in the Ford, got [A] stuck at the Chevron, [D] stuck when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled [A] out the Ford.
It was some difficult.
[E] But [D] more rain than we'd seen [G] for a thousand years [A] caused fine ounce of joys and biblical fears.
It caused some smiles, [G] it caused some tears, [A] but more to the point of our story.
For the first time in [G] the collective memory, [A] that old brown prairie that had been so [D] dry for so long [G] was very muddy,
[A] boggy, sticky.
We'd [D] pull one truck out [G] and get another stuck [A] in, and motors would roar and tires would spin.
We'd sink right [G] down, down to the dip, [A] and we'd all take turns and do it again until no one could move.
[G] We'd call one more friend, [A] come on out here we need you, bring [D] your truck.
[G] [Am] [E] [D] The chef got stuck [G] in the Ford, got stuck [A] at the Chevron, stuck [D] when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled [A] out the Ford.
And the dog, equal [E] opportunity, well got [D] me stuck in the mud [G] so I couldn't rehearse, [A] and Chavez too has missed his work.
[D] Richie, he [G] now fears the worst, [A] he stood up his ex-wife, she called him a jerk, [D] of course Holtman didn't have nothing [G] better to do.
[A] [D] Except ranch.
[G]
[A] [G] [D] The chef got stuck in [G] the Ford, got stuck [A] at the Chevron, stuck [D] when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled [A] out the Ford.
[E] Well [D] it was truck after truck, [G] we all got stuck, [A] except the big old Ford by a hutter I truck.
[D] We all thought, [G] Lord are we in luck, but [A] he wouldn't come anywhere near us.
Mighty [D] neighborly, [G] mighty [A] neighborly.
We [D] used a lot of our backs, [G] a little of our brains, [A] and jacked up the jacks, and snugged up the chains.
[D] We all did our very [G] best to refrain [A] from shoveling.
We put [D] what timber we had [G] underneath the wheels, and [A] we was all out of sand,
and we managed to steal [D] two sacks of the best [G] modern canola seed you [A] ever did see.
That ought to give us some [D] traction.
[G] [E]
[D] The chef got stuck in [G] the Ford, got stuck [A] at the Chevron, stuck [D] when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled out the Ford.
Oh Lord.
We spilled [D] genetically modified [G] canola seed, that [A] was genetically modified for control of the weeds,
and for big old [G] yields of margarine oil, [A] and raised hell all over that native prairie soil.
[D] Agriculture Canada is [A] definitely going to be looking for us.
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1231
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2131
D
1321
E
2311
Am
2311
A
1231
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2131
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_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
[D] The chef got [G] stuck in the Ford, got [A] stuck at the Chevron, [D] stuck when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled [A] out the Ford.
It was some difficult.
_ [E] But [D] more rain than we'd seen [G] for a thousand years [A] caused fine ounce of joys and biblical fears.
It caused some smiles, [G] it caused some tears, [A] but more to the point of our story.
For the first time in [G] the collective memory, [A] that old brown prairie that had been so [D] dry for so long [G] was very muddy,
[A] boggy, sticky.
We'd [D] pull one truck out [G] and get another stuck [A] in, and motors would roar and tires would spin.
We'd sink right [G] down, down to the dip, [A] and we'd all take turns and do it again until no one could move.
[G] We'd call one more friend, [A] come on out here we need you, bring [D] your truck.
_ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [E] _ [D] The chef got stuck [G] in the Ford, got stuck [A] at the Chevron, stuck [D] when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled [A] out the Ford.
And the dog, equal [E] opportunity, well got [D] me stuck in the mud [G] so I couldn't rehearse, [A] and Chavez too has missed his work.
[D] Richie, he [G] now fears the worst, [A] he stood up his ex-wife, she called him a jerk, [D] of course Holtman didn't have nothing [G] better to do.
[A] _ _ _ [D] Except ranch.
_ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ [G] _ [D] The chef got stuck in [G] the Ford, got stuck [A] at the Chevron, stuck [D] when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled [A] out the Ford. _ _ _
_ [E] Well [D] it was truck after truck, [G] we all got stuck, [A] except the big old Ford by a hutter I truck.
[D] We all thought, [G] Lord are we in luck, but [A] he wouldn't come anywhere near us.
Mighty [D] neighborly, _ [G] mighty [A] neighborly.
_ We [D] used a lot of our backs, [G] a little of our brains, [A] and jacked up the jacks, and snugged up the chains.
[D] We all did our very [G] best to refrain [A] from shoveling.
We put [D] what timber we had [G] underneath the wheels, and [A] we was all out of sand,
and we managed to steal [D] two sacks of the best [G] modern canola seed you [A] ever did see.
That ought to give us some [D] traction.
_ [G] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [D] The chef got stuck in [G] the Ford, got stuck [A] at the Chevron, stuck [D] when the dog showed up.
But the dog got stuck [E] in the tractor rut, which eventually pulled out the Ford.
_ _ Oh Lord.
We spilled [D] genetically modified [G] canola seed, that [A] was genetically modified for control of the weeds,
and for big old [G] yields of margarine oil, [A] and raised hell all over that native prairie soil.
_ _ [D] _ Agriculture Canada is [A] definitely going to be looking for us. _ _ _ _

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