A
Well my truck's wound up and it's ready to roll
D
I got a good buddy workin' for the Highway Patrol
E A
So if I get a ticket or two, It's gonna be alright
A
But the sheriff and his boys they're at Ernesta Lane
D
Unless they're out to lunch at the Dairy Queen
E
They'll be itchin' to turn on those red, white, and blue
A
lights
A
Well just like my daddy I was born a drifter
D
I got a rebel heart and eight - ball shifter
E A
Horns on the hood and forty channel CB
Well some things you never leave home without
D
Like your Bible, log book, and your drivin' route
E A
And your Best Of Dale Watson on CD
E D
Cause I'm a diesel drivin' daddy
A
Don't you get in my lane
E D
Puttin' the pedal to the medal
A
Bringin' eighteen wheels of pain
D
I've been in love
E
Broke some hearts
A D
Settled down long enough to replace the parts
D
Kicked a little ass
E A
Fought along the way There's a lonely life livin' on the road
When the only friend you've got is the radio
And even he fades in and out every now and then
But maybe someday you'll find the right one
She can shift your gears and let ya ride shotgun
Who knows how to get that big ole rig to spin
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A
I'm a panhandlin' manhandlin'
D
Post holin' high rollin' dust bowlin' daddy
E
I ain't got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
A
Of hard Amarillo highway
Chorus
