Still Riding That Line

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Its so hard now to try and make a buck,
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Workin' seven days behind the wheel of your truck.
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Listening to Slim as the hours slip away,
                                    D          G
As you clock up the miles along the Newell highway.

 G                           C  G
Another load of steel, about 26 ton,
                                               D
From the Sunshine plant to Brisbane, well he's makin' the run.
G                       C    G
Changin' blown tyres in 40 degrees,
                                  D        G
Or spinnin' out on black ice just out of Moree.

            C     D           G
And they're still ridin' that line,
    C           D        G
And home may be so far behind.
            C          D           Em    C
But they're doing what they really love,
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                       D               G
'Cause that diesel was brewed in their blood.

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My father Peter is a truck driver too,
                                D
And his father Cannonball, well, he had a few.
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They talked of giving up, of doing other things,
                               D                  G
It cuts you to the core when a mate dies in their rig.

            C     D           G
And they're still ridin' that line,
    C           D        G
And home may be so far behind.
            C          D           Em    C
But they're doing what they really love,
                       D               G
'Cause that diesel was brewed in their blood.

[Instrumental]
C  D  Em  C  D  G

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Now ol' Cannonball rides the trails in the sky,
                    Em          D           G
And like a guardian angel, he's there by my side.

            C     D           G
And they're still ridin' that line,
    C           D        G
And home may be so far behind.
            C          D           Em    C
But they're doing what they really love,
                       D               G
'Cause that diesel was brewed in their blood.
            C     D           G
And they're still ridin' that line,
    C           D        G
And home may be so far behind.
            C          D           Em    C
But they're doing what they really love,
                       D               G
'Cause that diesel was brewed in their blood.
            C          D               G      C  D  G
'Cause that diesel was brewed in their blood.