Chords for Drive-By Truckers - The Driver (Official Video)

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_ [D] I used to go out driving sometimes late into the night, [F] 21, fucking around and wasting gas.
I [Dm] crossed the bridge [E] to Sheffield, now to Tusconia, [F] where the main street's a time trip
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[Dm] Behind the hotel [D] grand there was a flaming [Dm]
dumpster.
[F] I saw a group of Klansmen in their robes, a [D] circle back.
_ They advanced like [F] rats, leaving nothing behind them but some smoke. _
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So [D] if you'd like to tell your story, by all means go tell your story, [F] but don't forget
you only have one side. _
[D] So why lay your inner visions, your [E] usual suspicions, [F] and make a grand approach to the divide? _
[D] And when you're [E] changing lanes, passing on the right, check [F] your blind spot, signal your intent.
I saw [D] that Honda full of girls, airborne into the [F] trees, pouring rain, interstate 10. _
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[D] I used to go out driving sometimes late into the [F] night, trying to make sense of the pieces
of my life.
Still [D] young enough [E] to not know [D] how [Em] the puzzle fit together, [F] nothing to fall back on but a knife.
I [Dm] bombed out [Em] looking for [D] factories [Em] on the east side of [D] town, [F] blasting hair combs with regular 10. _
An [D] epiphany, [Em] _ [D] a moment [Em] of clarity, _ [F] driving all alone at 4am. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ In [D] a van [Em] full of [D] stink, we set [Em] out upon the plains, [F]
black hills, and Rockies, and Cascades.
[D] We had never been [E] out [D] west, at least not [E] further out than Texas, [F] and our lives spread out before
us like a page.
An [D] unwritten novel, [E] [D] our Huck Finn adventure, [F] come to life, we were living in real time,
that [D] rare day.
[Em] _ [D] Just turn [E] the music off, [F] let the wide open vistas fill our minds.
We [Bb] were already wondering if it's younger than today, [C] pushing hard against the limits we'd arise.
Ever whispering, we saw [Dm] sun glass [C] reflections, setting sun in vast Montana skies.
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_ _ _ There's this alternate [Dm] reality where [B] everything [Dm] is different, [F] a world of happy endings we endure.
A [D] moment's distraction, [A] an alarm [Em] clock [D] powered down, [F] a blind spot not checked before it turned.
That [Dm] Grand Prix we saw head on, on our [E] way to see [A] replacements, [Dm] when a Honda plane had
caught the road in time.
That guy on I-10, driving east as we were westbound, [F] Florida, 2004-9.
At a ten degree [E] decline, headed down T [D]-Knot Pass, [F] coolly driving snow, solid ice.
That [D] meteor that [Em] fell beside our bus in [Dm] Idaho, as we [F] drove on past a near-flaming demise.
As we [Bb] drove on past a near-flaming demise.
[A] As we drove on past a near [C]-flaming demise.
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_ [Dm] As we drove on past a near-flaming [Bb] demise.
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