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A D
Ive been to Memphis, down to Baton Rouge
A E7
Racked up expenses on hotel rooms and booze
D A
I may be senseless, but I'm staying on the move
C G E7 G G G# A
Until I wear a hole in these old walkin’ shoes.
Chorus
D A D A
I don’t need no picket fences, I don’t want no rockin’ chair
C D E7
I got my own ball and chain to wear
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Out on the highway, you’ll find me there
E7 (G G# A - Mando)
Spare me the story friend Ive got no time to spare
Ive been to Portland, and Chicago too
Ive been to Wichita, Arapaho, St. Lou
But all those places, I ain’t seen them all
‘cause the moment I arrived I had to run
Chorus
(Instrumental, good luck)
I’ve seen the city, I’ve seen the plains
I’ve spent most my life in mountainous terrain
Well the more I drive these roads I go insane
That’s why I’m headed back to where I came
Chorus
(Instrumental, rip away… keep going, don’t give up, and again)
Chorus
