Tennessee Plates Chords

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John Hiatt » Tennessee Plates 
I worked long on this tab and I’m pretty sure it’s correct. Play this terrific
 song from the “Slow Turning” album 
4X INTRO: EEEA / EEBE
E					A
I woke up in a hotel and I didn't know what to do
E				B	E
I turned the TV on and wrote a letter to you
		E				A
The news was talkin' 'bout a dragnet up on the interstate
		E			B		E
Said they were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates 
INTRO: EEEA / EEBE
	E					A
Since I left California baby, things have gotten worse
	E			B		E
Seems the land of opportunity for me is just a curse
	E					A
Tell that judge in Bakersfield that my trial will have to wait
		E				B	E
Down here they're lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates 

	A
It was somewhere in Nevada, it was cold outside
	E
She was shiverin' in the dark, so I offered her a ride
	A
Three bank jobs later, four cars hot wired
	B
We crossed the Mississippi like an oil slick fire 
INTRO: EEEA / EEBE
	E						A
If they'd known what we was up to they wouldn't 'a let us in
	E			  B	 E
When we landed in Memphis like original sin
      E						A
Up Elvis Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates
		E			B	   E
See we were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates 
2X iNTRO: EEEA / EEBE
	      E							A
Well, there must have been a dozen of them parked in that garage
	   E				B	   E			
And there wasn't one Lincoln and there wasn't one Dodge
	E				A
And there wasn't one Japanese model or make
	E			B		E
Just pretty, pretty Cadillacs with Tennessee plates 

      A
She saw him singing once when she was seventeen
	E
And ever since that day she's been living in between
	A
I was never king of nothin' but this wild weekend
	B
Anyway he wouldn't care, hell he gave them to his friends + INSTR. A E (B E)
	E					E
Well this ain't no hotel I'm writin' you from / It's the Tennessee prison up at Brushy Mountain
	E			   A(build up)      E (stop)		AE   A E / B E
Where yours sincerely's doin' five to eight … / Stampin' out my time makin' Tennessee plates