Chords for Tyler Childers | Bus Route

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_ _ _ _ This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl, same grade as me.
Tried to kiss her once in the aisle of the bus, she walked right over [D] me.
[A] _ Face down, you'd come on for her, I was hoping that you'd change [E] your mind.
But I swear as you walked down the stairs, she didn't even wave goodbye.
[B] [F#m] Didn't [E] even wave goodbye.
_ _ Ray Dixon didn't take no lift, he'd kick you right off the bus.
Stop by your house on the way out of the hall or tell your mom where he [Bm] [A] was.
He didn't need no [D] driver's [A] aid to keep a bunch of kids in [E] line.
All he needed was a glare in the mirror, a paddle that he carved fine.
[B] [F#] Blisterin' punk [E] kids alive, all bliss. _
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl, same grade as me.
I held on to hope for eight long years and by the time that I turned [G] sixteen,
[A] I was an awkwardizer, [D] real smooth [A] talker with my very own pickup [E] truck.
I'd take her home whenever her parents weren't around, she'd bring me in and give me [B] some.
[Bm] Bring me in and [E] give me some. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Am] _ [E] They say nowadays old Ray can't keep her out very long.
And I'm glad the little girl's dad found out what was going [G#] [A] on.
I know [D] he'd kill me in a minute [A] and he wouldn't have left no [E] trace.
Hard to leave without anything to give him, but don't let nothing go to [B] waste.
[F#m] Don't let nothing go [E] to waste. _
This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl, same [B] grade as me. _
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