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Truck I Drove In High School

Tom: F

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                   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 
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               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