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 
 
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