Gary Allan - Highway Junkie

Intro: D



[D]A hundred cups of coffee five hundred cigarettes



A thousand miles of highway and I ain't forgot her yet



But I keep on[G]movin' I keep movin down the[D] line



There ain't nothin' in my mirror just a cloud of dust and smoke



What do you expect when some ole truckers heart gets broke [G] yeah a

truckers heart gets [G] broke



but them[A] big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind



 well [G] I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white [D] line



Ten miles outta' Nashville I was doin a hundred and one



State boy pulled  me over he said where's the fire[G] son



said where's the fire [D] son











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I said man there ain't no fire I'm just runnin from a flame



So go on an write your ticket man but I aint the one to[G] blame



That county judge tried to rob me[D] blind



But them[A] big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind



well[G] I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white[D] line



Guitar solo:           G         D        A         G          D



[D] So I rolled on down to Memphis I had nothin left loose



Wanted to hear some rock n' roll but all they played was[G] blues



I didn't wanna hear no[D] blues



So I went to call up Elvis but Roger Miller grabbed the phone



He said drive that eighteen wheeler boy you're the king of the[G] road



Said I was the king of the[D] road



But them[A] big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind



well[G] I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white[D] line



I said[A] I'm a highway junkie man and I[G] need that old white[D] line