Gypsy Driftin

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[Verse 1]
A                   E
I learned quick my 18 summers
A                       D
Digging ditches for the man
A                      E
You can't be a guitar strummer
A                           D
cussing that shovel in your hand
A                          E
Took my paycheck to a pawn shop
A                    D
bought a silvertone guitar
F#m                       E
wrote a song about a beer joint
D                      E
went and played at any bar

[Chorus]
D           E                A
Its hard to sell out on this highway
D             E                  
but i'm still addicted to the 
     F#m
show
D                E               
when that crazy crowd calls out 
       A   A/G#   F#m
it keeps me
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D      E                 A
gypsy drifting down the rode

[Verse]
A                        E
Buses, trucks and lit up stages
A                    D
angels faces with no names
F#m                E
stadium of saving graces
D                             E
stand and sing and wave there flames

[Chorus]
D           E                A
Its hard to sell out on this highway
D             E                  
but i'm still addicted to the 
     F#m
show
D                E               
when that crazy crowd calls out 
       A   A/G#   F#m
it keeps me
D      E                 A
gypsy drifting down the rode

[Bridge]
Bm
I go On
A
When I'm too tired to sleep
D
and i go on
E
sing when i can't speak
    Bm      C#m    D      E
i go on and on and on and on

[Solo]
A F#m D A F#m D E

[Chorus]
D            E                A
Its hard to sell out on this highway
D             E                  
but i'm still addicted to the 
     F#m
show
D                E               
when that crazy crowd calls out 
       A   A/G#   F#m
it keeps me
D      E                 A
gypsy drifting down the rode
D                E               
when that crazy crowd calls out 
       A   A/G#   F#m
it keeps me
D      E                 A
gypsy drifting down the rode