Highway 17
Rodney Crowell
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Am Am7/E Am Am7/E Am Gadd9Am Am7/E Am [Verse 1]Am I put away fifteen grand doing one-night stands mostly liquor stores and fillin' stationsF Me and this peepin' Tom by the name of J.D. Swan and any number of his odd blood relationsAm It was armed robbery in 1957 and mostly our getaways were cleanF 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 runF My two oldest boys they were on to my noise they despised what their daddy doneE But I did my thing the best I couldAm making plans by the light of dayF And then night would fall and itE was time to call and I was always on my way [Verse 3]Continúa después del anuncioAm Now J.D. he was crazy and he was inbred he drank whiskey like it was goin' out of styleF You know I should have seen it coming the writing was on the wallF He was getting just a little tooAm loose and wild and he made his mistake out on Airline Drive, You know those North Houston copsF are quick they blew a hole in J.D. the size of DallasF And put a lump on my head with the brunt of a nightstickE You know that 5 to 10 in Huntsville ain't no good times boys, but IAm walked that line do you know what I meanF 'Cause my mind was snug on thatE Am hole I dug out on Highway 17F I said my mind was snug on thatE Am hole I dug out on Highway 17 [Verse 4]Am So I served my time only way I knew how thinking big and making plansF All about the way I was gonna change the world when I get my hands on that 15 grandAm You know C.W. and Herschel my two oldest boys they took care of their momma and their little sistersF The best way that they could dealing dimes and stealing hubcaps You know pretty soon they were doingE good so I walked out those prison gates a free manAm On the first day of November 19 andF '63 I kissed my wife and I hugged my babiesE But they didn't seem the same to me [Verse 5]Am You know the boys looked on they were already grownAm It was written across their eyesF and their faces I'm the perfect sample of a bad exampleF Gone forever from their graces, butAm baby six long years and a lot can changeAm Many miles beyond your wildestF dreams, but a six-lane wide modern interstate ride out on Highway 17Am Man they sunk my ship 'neath aE Am concrete strip out on Highway 17Am Man they broke my back they built aF E Am concrete track out on Highway 17Am Well, people you know it ain'tF funny, they buried my money out onE Am Highway 17