Diesel Drivin Daddy

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 Well my truck’s wound up and it’s 
ready to roll
         C
 I got a good buddy working for the 
Highway Patrol
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 So if I get a ticket or two, it’s 
                 G
gonna be alright
           G
 But the sheriff and his boys 
they’re in Estilline
                 C
 Unless they’re out to lunch at the 
Dairy Queen
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 They’ll be itching to turn on 
                        G
those red, white, and blue lights


 G
 Well just like my daddy I was born 
a drifter
 C
 I got a rebel heart and eight-ball 
shifter
 D                                 
 Horns on the hood and forty 
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channel A

 Well some things you never leave 
home without
 C
 Like your bible, log book, and your
 driving route
 D                             G
 And your Best Of Dale Watson on CD


CHORUS:
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 'Cause I’m a diesel drivin’ daddy
    C

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 Don’t you get in my lane
              D                    
 Putting the pedal to the metal
 C

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 Bringing eighteen wheels of pain
                C             
 I’ve been in love, broke some 
     D
hearts
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 Settled down long enough to 
              C
replace the parts
            C     D               
 Kicked a little asphalt along the
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 way



 There’s a lonely life living on the
 road
 When the only friend you’ve got is 
the radio
 And even he fades in and out every 
now and then
 But maybe someday you’ll find the 
right one
 That'll shift the gears and let ya 
ride shotgun
 Knows how to get that big ole rig 
to spin


CHORUS:
               D                   
 'Cause I’m a diesel drivin’ daddy
    C

               G
 Don’t you get in my lane
              D                    
 Putting the pedal to the metal
 C

             G
 Bringing eighteen wheels of pain
                C             
 I’ve been in love, broke some 
     D
hearts
                       G           
 Settled down long enough to 
              C
replace the parts
            C     D               
 Kicked a little asphalt along the
      G
 way


BRIDGE:
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 I’m a panhandling, manhandling
 Post holing, high rolling, dust 
              C
bowling daddy
 D
 I ain’t got no blood in my veins

 I just got them four lanes
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 Of hard Amarillo highway


 Chorus

        D                C    
 Up and down that honky tonking 
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highway