Truckin' (2015 Remaster) Chords
Tempo:
125.55 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
B
F#
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
Chugging, got my tips cashed in, [A] deep chugging, like the two dumb men [B] together, more or less
in [A] line, just keep chugging from [E] home.
Arrows of neon are flashing like these on Old Main Street, Chicago, New York, Beachwood,
and it's all on the same street, the typical city involved in a typical daydream, hang
it up and see what tomorrow brings.
Dallas, got a soft machine, [A] Houston, too close to New Orleans, [B] New York, got the ways and
[A] means, just won't let you leave.
[E]
Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love, most of the time they're
sitting in the pine and home, [Em] [E] one of these days they know they gotta get going, out of
that door and down to the street all alone.
Chugging, like the two dumb [A] men, once told me you got to lay your [B] hands sometimes, because
it's nothing worth the die [A] if you don't lay them down.
[E]
[G#] [A] Sometimes the light's all shining on [G] me, [F#] [A]
other times [D] I can barely [A]
[G] see, [F#] [A] [D] lately it [B] occurs [F#] to
[B] me, [F#] [A] what a long spaceship [E] it's been.
Wouldn't the world ever be clean this weekend, she lost her spot but you know she isn't the
same, living on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, all a friend can say is ain't it a shame.
Chugging, buffer, buffer, [A] moving, thinking, you got to mellow [A#] slow, [B] it takes time to pick
a place to [A] go, just keep chugging.
Home, [E] home, home, sitting and staring out of the hotel window, gotta kick, they're gonna
kick the door in again.
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, but if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in.
Busted down on Bourbon Street, [A] set up like a pulling pin, [B] knocked down, it gets to where
it [A] ends, it just won't let you be.
[E]
[C#m] You're sick of hanging around, [E] you like to travel, tired of traveling, you want to settle
down, I guess I can't refocus all the time, get out of the car, I gotta look all [F] around.
[G]
[G#] [A] Sometimes the light's all shining on [G] me, [F#m] [A] other times I can [D] [A] barely [Em] see,
[F#] [A] [D] lately [Bm] it occurs [F#] to
[B] me, [F#] [A] what a long, strange trip [E] it's [E] been.
Chugging, I'm going home, [A] whoa, baby, that's where I belong, [B] back home, sit down and pat
my bones, [A] and get back chugging.
Home, [E] home, home, home.
[Em]
[E] [A] [E]
Chugging, got my tips cashed in, [A] deep chugging, like the two dumb men [B] together, more or less
in [A] line, just keep chugging from [E] home.
Arrows of neon are flashing like these on Old Main Street, Chicago, New York, Beachwood,
and it's all on the same street, the typical city involved in a typical daydream, hang
it up and see what tomorrow brings.
Dallas, got a soft machine, [A] Houston, too close to New Orleans, [B] New York, got the ways and
[A] means, just won't let you leave.
[E]
Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love, most of the time they're
sitting in the pine and home, [Em] [E] one of these days they know they gotta get going, out of
that door and down to the street all alone.
Chugging, like the two dumb [A] men, once told me you got to lay your [B] hands sometimes, because
it's nothing worth the die [A] if you don't lay them down.
[E]
[G#] [A] Sometimes the light's all shining on [G] me, [F#] [A]
other times [D] I can barely [A]
[G] see, [F#] [A] [D] lately it [B] occurs [F#] to
[B] me, [F#] [A] what a long spaceship [E] it's been.
Wouldn't the world ever be clean this weekend, she lost her spot but you know she isn't the
same, living on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, all a friend can say is ain't it a shame.
Chugging, buffer, buffer, [A] moving, thinking, you got to mellow [A#] slow, [B] it takes time to pick
a place to [A] go, just keep chugging.
Home, [E] home, home, sitting and staring out of the hotel window, gotta kick, they're gonna
kick the door in again.
I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, but if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in.
Busted down on Bourbon Street, [A] set up like a pulling pin, [B] knocked down, it gets to where
it [A] ends, it just won't let you be.
[E]
[C#m] You're sick of hanging around, [E] you like to travel, tired of traveling, you want to settle
down, I guess I can't refocus all the time, get out of the car, I gotta look all [F] around.
[G]
[G#] [A] Sometimes the light's all shining on [G] me, [F#m] [A] other times I can [D] [A] barely [Em] see,
[F#] [A] [D] lately [Bm] it occurs [F#] to
[B] me, [F#] [A] what a long, strange trip [E] it's [E] been.
Chugging, I'm going home, [A] whoa, baby, that's where I belong, [B] back home, sit down and pat
my bones, [A] and get back chugging.
Home, [E] home, home, home.
[Em]
[E] [A] [E]
Key:
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Chugging, got my tips cashed in, [A] deep chugging, like the two dumb men [B] _ together, more or less
in [A] line, just keep chugging from [E] home. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Arrows of neon are flashing like these on Old Main Street, _ _ Chicago, New York, Beachwood,
and it's all on the same street, the typical city involved in a typical daydream, _ hang
it up and see what tomorrow brings.
_ _ _ Dallas, got a soft machine, [A] _ Houston, too close to New Orleans, [B] New York, got the ways and
[A] means, just won't let you _ leave.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love, _ most of the time they're
sitting in the pine and home, _ [Em] _ [E] one of these days they know they gotta get going, _ out of
that door and down to the street all _ alone.
_ Chugging, like the two dumb [A] men, once told me you got to lay your [B] hands sometimes, because
it's nothing worth the die [A] if you don't lay them _ down.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ Sometimes the light's all shining on _ [G] me, [F#] _ _ [A] _ _
other times [D] I can barely [A] _ _
[G] see, [F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] lately it [B] occurs [F#] to _ _
[B] me, _ [F#] _ [A] what a _ _ _ long spaceship [E] it's been. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Wouldn't the world ever be clean this weekend, _ she lost her spot but you know she isn't the
same, _ _ living on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, _ _ all a friend can say is ain't it a shame.
_ _ _ _ Chugging, buffer, buffer, [A] moving, thinking, you got to mellow [A#] slow, [B] it takes time to pick
a place to [A] go, just keep chugging.
Home, _ _ [E] home, home, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ sitting and staring out of the hotel window, _ gotta kick, they're gonna
kick the door in again.
_ I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, but if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in.
_ _ Busted _ down on Bourbon Street, [A] set up like a pulling pin, [B] knocked down, it gets to where
it [A] ends, it just won't let you be.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] You're sick of hanging around, [E] you like to travel, _ _ tired of traveling, you want to settle
down, _ I guess I can't refocus all the time, _ get out of the car, I gotta look all [F] around.
[G] _
[G#] _ [A] Sometimes the light's all shining on [G] me, [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ other times I can [D] [A] barely [Em] see, _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] lately [Bm] it occurs [F#] to
_ _ _ [B] me, [F#] _ [A] what a _ _ _ long, strange trip [E] it's _ _ [E] been. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Chugging, I'm going home, [A] whoa, baby, that's where I belong, [B] back home, sit down and pat
my bones, [A] and get back chugging.
Home, [E] home, home, home. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Chugging, got my tips cashed in, [A] deep chugging, like the two dumb men [B] _ together, more or less
in [A] line, just keep chugging from [E] home. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Arrows of neon are flashing like these on Old Main Street, _ _ Chicago, New York, Beachwood,
and it's all on the same street, the typical city involved in a typical daydream, _ hang
it up and see what tomorrow brings.
_ _ _ Dallas, got a soft machine, [A] _ Houston, too close to New Orleans, [B] New York, got the ways and
[A] means, just won't let you _ leave.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of true love, _ most of the time they're
sitting in the pine and home, _ [Em] _ [E] one of these days they know they gotta get going, _ out of
that door and down to the street all _ alone.
_ Chugging, like the two dumb [A] men, once told me you got to lay your [B] hands sometimes, because
it's nothing worth the die [A] if you don't lay them _ down.
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ Sometimes the light's all shining on _ [G] me, [F#] _ _ [A] _ _
other times [D] I can barely [A] _ _
[G] see, [F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] lately it [B] occurs [F#] to _ _
[B] me, _ [F#] _ [A] what a _ _ _ long spaceship [E] it's been. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Wouldn't the world ever be clean this weekend, _ she lost her spot but you know she isn't the
same, _ _ living on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine, _ _ all a friend can say is ain't it a shame.
_ _ _ _ Chugging, buffer, buffer, [A] moving, thinking, you got to mellow [A#] slow, [B] it takes time to pick
a place to [A] go, just keep chugging.
Home, _ _ [E] home, home, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ sitting and staring out of the hotel window, _ gotta kick, they're gonna
kick the door in again.
_ I'd like to get some sleep before I travel, but if you got a warrant I guess you're gonna come in.
_ _ Busted _ down on Bourbon Street, [A] set up like a pulling pin, [B] knocked down, it gets to where
it [A] ends, it just won't let you be.
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] You're sick of hanging around, [E] you like to travel, _ _ tired of traveling, you want to settle
down, _ I guess I can't refocus all the time, _ get out of the car, I gotta look all [F] around.
[G] _
[G#] _ [A] Sometimes the light's all shining on [G] me, [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ other times I can [D] [A] barely [Em] see, _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] lately [Bm] it occurs [F#] to
_ _ _ [B] me, [F#] _ [A] what a _ _ _ long, strange trip [E] it's _ _ [E] been. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Chugging, I'm going home, [A] whoa, baby, that's where I belong, [B] back home, sit down and pat
my bones, [A] and get back chugging.
Home, [E] home, home, home. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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