Chords
Truck I Drove In High School

Key: F

Introduction:

                        F#                                                    B  
She had faded red paint on her windshield
                     F#                                                         B  
Said, "Zero dollars down, come make a deal"
                  F#                                                            B                                                    F#      B  
Passed by it every day till I couldn't pass it up no more
                        F#                                                                                    B  
Rocking three good years and miss you lane
          F#                                                                            B  
A tailgate hanging on by a thread
                     F#                                                                                      F#m  
With an old V8 knock-knocking on heaven's door
Pre Chorus
F#                                                    B  
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
F#  
But every hour I cut to earn it was worth it
Chorus
F#  
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                                                         B  
Driving by my own rules
                             F#                                      B  
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                                                                            B  
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                                                                    B  
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                                                 B  
And it was love at first drive
                        F#  
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
Solo
    B  
    B  
Verse
                  F#                                                                            B  
I was playing chicken with a check engine light
                     F#  
Sent a twenty dollar bill to the emission guy
                          F#                                                                                                                      D  A#m  F#  
Got her shined up good for that game every Friday night
F#                                                      B  
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
F#  
But I was happy it was working
(Working)
F#  
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                                                         B  
Driving by my own rules
                             F#                                      B  
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                                                                            B  
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                                                                    B  
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                                                 B  
And it was love at first drive
                        F#  
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
    B  
              B                    F#      B  
  (That truck I drove)
     B  
Bridge
F#  
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#                                                                      B  
I bet she's running like nothin's changed
F#                                                    G#m                            F#  
Duck tape, zip tie, static on the radio
E                                                                                                         F#  B  
Driving on the back, kissing on twenty-four
Chorus
F#  
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                                                         B  
Driving by my own rules
                             F#                                      B  
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                                                                            B  
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                                                                    B  
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                                                 B  
And it was love at first drive
                        F#  
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
Outro
F#                                                                                         B  
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#  
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#                                                                                         B  
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#  
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder
F#                                                                                            B  
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#  
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#  
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder