Chords for The Flying Burrito Brothers "Six Days on the Road"

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_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ Well, I pulled out a [E] pitchfork, but no more [A] mace than C4.
God, when Lisa wound up and she's a-runnin' like [E] never before. _
[D] There's a speed trap I [E] head all round, [A] but I [D] don't see a cop in sight.
[A] Sick face on the [E] road and I'm gonna make it [C#m] home tonight. _ _
[A] I've got ten Ford [E] gears and a Georgia [A] Okie drive. _
I take a little white field and my eyes [E] open wide. _
[D] I just had the [E] Jimmie and [F#] wine, I've been paddlin' everything [D] inside.
[A] Sick face on the [E] road and I'm gonna make it [A] home tonight.
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it seems like a year [E] since I kissed my baby [A] goodbye.
I could have a lot of willin', but I'm not like some [E] of the guys. _
[D] I could find one to [F#] hold me tight, but [A] I can never [D] make believe it's alright.
[A] Sick face on the road [E] and I'm gonna make it home [A] tonight.
_ You know the ICC [E] is a-checkin' on down [A] the line. _
I'm a little overweight and my numbers way [E] behind. _ _
[D] But nothing bothers me [F#] tonight, I [A] can dodge all the scales [D] alright.
[A] Sick face on the road [E] and I'm gonna make it home [A] tonight. _ _ _
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Mr.
Eagle, little [E] old man, that don't mean [A] she's sold.
I got a plane for my sack and the smoke's rollin' back, [E] it's cold. _ _
[D] My hometown's comin' [F#] inside [A] if you think I'm half [D] you, right.
[A] Sick face on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight. _ _
Sick face on the road and [E] I'm gonna make it home [Am] tonight.
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