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Racin Acoustic chords

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[Intro]  

Am      G x4
                 Yeah,   


[Verse 1]      

Am                                    G
Miles to go down an open road yeah I'm driving   
Am                                                          G    
And the thunder rolls these big wheels hold white lines like lightning 


[Chorus]

Bm                                                      C
Ain't no late night truck stop ain't no a.m. news talk gonna fix this
Am                            D9                    G
I forgot the dream I'm chasing I don't even know who I'm racin

    Am   G X2


[Verse 2] 

Am                                           G   
Hum of the road used to sing me home used to save me
Am                                                              G           
Now it's just an empty drone of these wheels that moan, oh on the pavement 


[Chorus]
 
Bm                                                       C
Ain't no red light motel ain't no whiskey cocktail gonna slow me down
Am                                D9                     G
I forgot the dream I'm chasing I don't even know who I'm racin 


[Bridge] 

Em                                                         D9
And these blacktop to hell that I pave myself keep turning sideways   
Em                                                             D9
I sold my soul to the road when I told you it was my way or the highway      yeah

               Am G x2


[Chorus]

Bm                                                           C
If this bone dry hip flask if this empty smoke sack couldn't fix this 
Am                               D9                 G
I guess the truth is I'll never catch the dream I'm chasing 
Am                    D9        G
cause its always been me I was racing 

Am                                D9                        G             
I just wanna come home I've grown tired of the road and the racin yeah 

            
            
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