Chords for Jerry Jeff Walker - The Pick Up Truck Song

[D] _ _ _ _ _ Pickup truck song.
I'll tell you a little story about this song.
_ _ _ My favorite parts was I [F#m] used to go down to Lukenbach and ride around with Hondo and his old pickup truck.
He had an old green [D] Chevy pickup.
[F#m] The outside of it looked like it had been beat [D] all over with a tire iron.
And [F#m] when he opened the door all this junk rolled out of it.
These old snuff cans and [D] jumper cables and chains and a piece of wood he's whittling on.
Maybe an old can he'd used somewhere. _
_ My favorite part though was riding home from Lukenbach late on a big full moon night.
We'd turn the lights off.
Kind of ride along in the moonlight.
_ _ We'd cross the top of this one hill and Hondo would say,
Hey, I think it's right.
We're going to go for the coasting record.
_ _ [F#m] He'd shut the truck off and we'd go down this little [D] grade in the road.
I'd say, Hondo, how far is the coasting record so far?
He said, that big tree up there at the end of the hill. _ _
[F#] We'd be all leaning in the cab trying to get the truck going [D] a little bit farther.
_ I mean, I didn't know how serious it was.
I mean, going for a record and everything.
I had to try my best. _
Some of the fun you can have in your pickup truck. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, I used to look [G] forward to [D] Saturdays when me and my [A] grandpa would get away.
[G] Hop in this [Em] pickup [A] truck and [D] go downtown. _
We had a couple [G] chores that we had to do.
[D] It didn't take [A] long before we were through.
[G] Then we'd let the [A] pickup truck just wander [D] around. _
[G] We'd make our way to the [A] county dump.
[D] It was [A] way when we [Bm] saw [D] someone.
[G] Grandpa would make up a [Em] song as he rolled along.
[F#m] _ [A] _
[G] The post office [A] in the outfield.
[D] We'd get [A] speed and [Bm] we'd check out [D] the mail.
Then we'd get back.
[G] Then that same truck [A] we rode twice on [D] the way back home. _ _
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We spent a few [G] years down in Runny Tree.
[D] We spent two [A] or three in New York City.
[G] And we moved back [E] to Texas [A] tired as hell [D] it had.
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I'd go to Luke and [G] Mark on [D] Saturdays.
Because Hondo had a [A] way to brighten up my day.
[G] He always made me [A] laugh when we rode in his [D] pickup truck. _
[G] We'd make our way to the [A] county dump.
[D] It was [A] way when we [D] saw someone.
[G] Hondo would [Em] make up a tale as he [A] rolled [G] along.
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[G] The post office [A] in the outfield.
[D] We'd get [A] speed and we'd [Bm] check out the [D] mail.
[G] Then that same truck [A] we rode twice on the [D] way back home. _
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Well I miss [G] Grandpa and Honda too.
[D] I really miss [A] things that we used to do.
[G] The last week I [A] went out and bought me an old [D] pickup truck. _
Now me and my [G] kids spend [D] Saturdays.
We do fun [A] things in a simple way.
[G] We love to start [A] the day with a ride in the [D] pickup truck. _
[G] We'd make our way to the [A] county dump.
[D] It was [A] way when we [Bm] saw [D] someone.
[G] The kids loved to make up [Em] a song as [A] they rolled [G] along.
[F#m] _ [A] _
[G] The post office [A] in the outfield.
[D] We'd get [A] speed and [Bm] we'd check out [D] the mail.
[G] Then that same [A] truck we rode twice on [D] the way back home. _
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[G] Half the [A] fun's getting lost on the [D] way back home. _ _
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