Highway Junkie Chords by Chris Knight

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_ _ And I ain't forgot her yet, but I keep on [G] moving, _ _ keep on [Dm] moving on down the line.
_ Ain't nothing in my mirror, [D] just a cloud of dust and smoke.
What do you expect when some old trucker's heart gets [G] broke? _ _ _
Yeah, a [D] trucker's heart gets broke. _
[A] Big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off of my [G] mind.
I'm a highway junkie, I need that [D] old white line. _ _ _ _ _
I was ten miles out of Nashville, done about ninety-one.
State boy pulled me over, he said,
Where's the fire, [G] son?
_ _ _ Said, where's [D] that fire, son?
_ Said, man, there ain't no fire, I'm just running from a flame.
Oh, I wanna ride your ticket, but I ain't the one to [G] blame.
_ _ That county judge tried to [D] rob me blind.
Some [A] big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off of my [G] mind.
I'm a highway junkie, I [Bb] need that old [Dm] white line.
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_ _ So I rolled on down to Memphis, I had nothing left to lose.
Wanted to hear some rock and roll, but all they played was [G] blues. _ _ _ _ _
Didn't wanna hear [D] no blues.
So I went to call up Elvis, but Roger Miller grabbed the phone.
He said, dang, the drive, them 18-wheeler boys,
they're the king of the road.
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_ _ Yeah, the king of the [D] road. _
_ [A] Those big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off of your [G] mind.
I'm a highway junkie, I [Dm] need that [D] old white line.
I'm [Am] a [A] highway [G] junkie, Lord, I need that [D] old white line.
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