Chords for Bob Wayne - There Ain't No Diesel Trucks in Heaven
Tempo:
102.2 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] [A]
A trucker's life is full of strife, [D] it's not hard to know why.
He's got [F#m] no time for church on [E] Sunday or time for a wife.
[A] Well, he's always got a run to make, [D] but it's [A] got to be on time.
Well, his soul's as black as coffee, [E] and that's the [D] reason [Em] why.
[A] [D] Ain't no diesel trucks in heaven, [A] boys, they've all drove to [G] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's clouds, they don't [B] mix [C] very [F#m] well.
All the angels [B] up in heaven, they [F#] have wings to [C#m] fly [F#] about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around.
[Bm]
[Em] [A] Yeah, truckers know the darkest streets, [D] they don't fit down narrow roads.
And the weigh stations at the [Bm] pearly [E] gates won't take their [A] heavy loads.
Well, I once [Em] knew a trucker, [Bm] well, he [D] prayed to God above.
When he [F#m] died, his prayers were [E] jackknifed, and the [A] devil took his truck.
[D] Ain't no diesel [E] trucks in [D] heaven, [Em] boys, they've all [A] drove to [G#m] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's [A] clouds don't [E] mix [C] very [C#] well.
[D] All the angels up in heaven, [A] well, they have wings to fly about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks [G#] around.
[D#] [Bm]
[E] [F#m] [Em] [C#m]
[A] [C] [F#m] [D] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[Em] [A] I got nothing against heaven, but it's hard to deny
the power of the devil's [E] convoy and all its [A] diesel stride.
Well, if I get to heaven [D] and my truck gets left behind,
well, I'll sing this song to Jesus [E] and try to change his [A] mind.
He'll say, ain't no diesel trucks in [Bm] heaven, [C#] Bob, they've all drove to hell.
Yeah, [G#] diesel [E] smoke and all these [A] clouds don't mix very [C#m] well.
All these [D] angels here in heaven, [C#] well, they have wings to fly about.
While you [E] demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around.
A trucker's life is full of strife, [D] it's not hard to know why.
He's got [F#m] no time for church on [E] Sunday or time for a wife.
[A] Well, he's always got a run to make, [D] but it's [A] got to be on time.
Well, his soul's as black as coffee, [E] and that's the [D] reason [Em] why.
[A] [D] Ain't no diesel trucks in heaven, [A] boys, they've all drove to [G] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's clouds, they don't [B] mix [C] very [F#m] well.
All the angels [B] up in heaven, they [F#] have wings to [C#m] fly [F#] about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around.
[Bm]
[Em] [A] Yeah, truckers know the darkest streets, [D] they don't fit down narrow roads.
And the weigh stations at the [Bm] pearly [E] gates won't take their [A] heavy loads.
Well, I once [Em] knew a trucker, [Bm] well, he [D] prayed to God above.
When he [F#m] died, his prayers were [E] jackknifed, and the [A] devil took his truck.
[D] Ain't no diesel [E] trucks in [D] heaven, [Em] boys, they've all [A] drove to [G#m] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's [A] clouds don't [E] mix [C] very [C#] well.
[D] All the angels up in heaven, [A] well, they have wings to fly about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks [G#] around.
[D#] [Bm]
[E] [F#m] [Em] [C#m]
[A] [C] [F#m] [D] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
[Em] [A] I got nothing against heaven, but it's hard to deny
the power of the devil's [E] convoy and all its [A] diesel stride.
Well, if I get to heaven [D] and my truck gets left behind,
well, I'll sing this song to Jesus [E] and try to change his [A] mind.
He'll say, ain't no diesel trucks in [Bm] heaven, [C#] Bob, they've all drove to hell.
Yeah, [G#] diesel [E] smoke and all these [A] clouds don't mix very [C#m] well.
All these [D] angels here in heaven, [C#] well, they have wings to fly about.
While you [E] demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around.
Key:
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ A trucker's life is full of strife, [D] it's not hard to know why.
He's got [F#m] no time for church on [E] Sunday or time for a wife.
[A] Well, he's always got a run to make, [D] but it's [A] got to be on time.
Well, his soul's as black as coffee, [E] and that's the [D] reason [Em] why.
[A] _ [D] Ain't no diesel trucks in heaven, [A] boys, they've all drove to [G] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's clouds, they don't [B] mix [C] very [F#m] well.
All the angels [B] up in heaven, they [F#] have wings to [C#m] fly [F#] about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around.
_ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ [A] _ Yeah, _ truckers know the darkest streets, [D] they don't fit down narrow roads.
And the weigh stations at the [Bm] pearly [E] gates won't take their [A] heavy loads.
Well, I once [Em] knew a trucker, [Bm] well, he [D] prayed to God above.
When he [F#m] died, his prayers were [E] jackknifed, and the [A] devil took his truck.
_ [D] Ain't no diesel [E] trucks in [D] heaven, [Em] boys, they've all [A] drove to [G#m] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's [A] clouds don't [E] mix [C] very [C#] well.
[D] All the angels up in heaven, [A] well, they have wings to fly about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks [G#] around.
_ [D#] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#m] _ [Em] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [C] _ [F#m] _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ [A] _ _ I got nothing against heaven, but it's hard to deny
the power of the devil's [E] convoy and all its [A] diesel stride.
Well, if I get to heaven [D] and my truck gets left behind,
well, I'll sing this song to Jesus [E] and try to change his [A] mind.
He'll say, ain't no diesel trucks in [Bm] heaven, [C#] Bob, they've all drove to hell.
Yeah, [G#] diesel [E] smoke and all these [A] clouds don't mix very [C#m] well.
All these [D] angels here in heaven, [C#] well, they have wings to fly about.
While you [E] demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ A trucker's life is full of strife, [D] it's not hard to know why.
He's got [F#m] no time for church on [E] Sunday or time for a wife.
[A] Well, he's always got a run to make, [D] but it's [A] got to be on time.
Well, his soul's as black as coffee, [E] and that's the [D] reason [Em] why.
[A] _ [D] Ain't no diesel trucks in heaven, [A] boys, they've all drove to [G] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's clouds, they don't [B] mix [C] very [F#m] well.
All the angels [B] up in heaven, they [F#] have wings to [C#m] fly [F#] about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around.
_ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ [A] _ Yeah, _ truckers know the darkest streets, [D] they don't fit down narrow roads.
And the weigh stations at the [Bm] pearly [E] gates won't take their [A] heavy loads.
Well, I once [Em] knew a trucker, [Bm] well, he [D] prayed to God above.
When he [F#m] died, his prayers were [E] jackknifed, and the [A] devil took his truck.
_ [D] Ain't no diesel [E] trucks in [D] heaven, [Em] boys, they've all [A] drove to [G#m] hell.
[E] Yeah, diesel smoke and heaven's [A] clouds don't [E] mix [C] very [C#] well.
[D] All the angels up in heaven, [A] well, they have wings to fly about.
[E] While the demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks [G#] around.
_ [D#] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#m] _ [Em] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [C] _ [F#m] _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ [A] _ _ I got nothing against heaven, but it's hard to deny
the power of the devil's [E] convoy and all its [A] diesel stride.
Well, if I get to heaven [D] and my truck gets left behind,
well, I'll sing this song to Jesus [E] and try to change his [A] mind.
He'll say, ain't no diesel trucks in [Bm] heaven, [C#] Bob, they've all drove to hell.
Yeah, [G#] diesel [E] smoke and all these [A] clouds don't mix very [C#m] well.
All these [D] angels here in heaven, [C#] well, they have wings to fly about.
While you [E] demons doubt in hell, drop diesel [A] trucks around. _ _ _ _ _
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