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Highway 17 Chords

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[Intro]

Am  Am7/E  Am  Am7/E  Am  Gadd9 Am Am7/E  Am

[Verse 1]

 Am                                     
I put away fifteen grand doing one-night stands mostly liquor stores and fillin' stations
 F
Me and this peepin' Tom by the name of J.D. Swan and any number of his odd blood relations
Am
It was armed robbery in 1957 and mostly our getaways were clean
 F                                                                                
Then I'd pay off the boys and bury the bread out on Highway 17

[Verse 2]
Am
I had five kids and a wife with one dress and a yard full of cars that wouldn't run
 F
My two oldest boys they were on to my noise they despised what their daddy done
 E                                          Am
But I did my thing the best I could making plans by the light of day
 F                                                            E
And then night would fall and it was time to call and I was always on my way

[Verse 3]

 Am
Now J.D. he was crazy and he was inbred he drank whiskey like it was goin' out of style
             F
You know I should have seen it coming the writing was on the wall  
  F                                                     Am               
He was getting just a little too loose and wild and he made his mistake out on Airline Drive,
                                                        F
You know those North Houston cops are quick they blew a hole in J.D. the size of Dallas 
           F
And put a lump on my head with the brunt of a nightstick
          E                                                           Am            
You know that 5 to 10 in Huntsville ain't no good times boys, but I walked that line do you know what I mean
    F                                               E     Am
'Cause my mind was snug on that hole I dug out on Highway 17 
            F                                       E     Am
I said my mind was snug on that hole I dug out on Highway 17

[Verse 4]

   Am
So I served my time only way I knew how thinking big and making plans
   F
All about the way I was gonna change the world when I get my hands on that 15 grand
  Am
You know C.W. and Herschel my two oldest boys they took care of their momma and their little sisters
                              F
The best way that they could dealing dimes and stealing hubcaps
                                                E                                                         
You know pretty soon they were doing good so I walked out those prison gates a free man
         Am                                 F
On the first day of November 19 and '63 I kissed my wife and I hugged my babies
                E                                
But they didn't seem the same to me 

[Verse 5]

Am
You know the boys looked on they were already grown
    Am                                                     F
It was written across their eyes and their faces I'm the perfect sample of a bad example
    F                                     Am         
Gone forever from their graces, but baby six long years and a lot can change 
 Am                                           F
Many miles beyond your wildest dreams, but a six-lane wide modern interstate ride out on Highway 17
  Am                                                   E     Am
Man they sunk my ship 'neath a concrete strip out on Highway 17
  Am                                 F                     E      Am
Man they broke my back they built a concrete track out on Highway 17
                  Am                       F                       E      Am
Well, people you know it ain't funny, they buried my money out on Highway 17
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