Six Days On The Road

	  		
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Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh, Rollin' down the Eastern Seaboard. 
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I've got my diesel wound up, And she's running like never before. 
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There's a speed zone ahead, all right, I don't see a cop in sight. 
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Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.  

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I got ten forward gears, And a Georgia overdrive. 
      A                                          E 
I'm taking little white pills, And my eyes are opened wide. 
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I just passed a 'Jimmy' and a 'White?: I've been passin' everything in sight. 
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Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.  

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The I.C.C. is checking on down the line. 
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I'm a little overweight and my log's books are way behind. 
      D                                 A              D 
But nothing bothers me tonight. I can dodge all the scales all right, 
     A                    E                        A 
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. 

Verse 
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Well, it seems like a month, Since I kissed my baby good-bye. 
    A                                                E 
I could have a lot of women, But I'm not like some other guys. 
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I could find one to hold me tight, But I could never believe that it's right. 
     A                    E                        A 
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.  

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A                        E                             A 
Well my rig's a little old, But that don't mean she's slow. 
            A                                            E 
There's a flame from her stack, And the smoke's rolling black as coal. 
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Well my hometown's coming in sight, If you think I'm happy your right. 
      A                   E                        A 
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight..