Six Days on the Road - written by Dave Dudley
Covered by Flying Burrito Brothers
Tabbed by Eric Steinmetz

INTRO - D   C   Bb  G
        
        G                        D                            G    
Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh rolling down that Eastern seaboard. 
                                                          D
I got my diesel wound up and she's a running like never before. 
          C                      D        G                  C
There's a speed zone ahead but alright, I don't see a cop in sight, 
    G                           D                    G
Six days on the road, and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight. 



         G                       D           G
I got me ten forward gears and a Georgia overdrive. 
                                                   D
I'm taking little white pills and my eyes are open wide. 
       C                    D
I just passed a Jimmy and a White, 
            G                     C
I've been a passing everything in sight, 
    G                           D                    G   
Six days on the road, and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight. 



         G                          D                  G
Well, it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye, 
                                                         D
I could have a lot of women, but I'm not like some other guys. 
        C                   D                  G                         C
I could find one to hold me tight, but I could never make believe it's alright. 
    G                         D                    G
Six days on the road, and I'm gonna make it home tonight. 



D   C   Bb  G   Ab
INSTRUMENTAL



            Eb                   Ab
I.C.C. is a-checking on down the line. 
                                                   Eb
Well, I'm a little overweight and my log books way behind. 
    Db                   Eb           Ab                     Db  
But nothing bothers me tonight, I can dodge all the scales alright, 
    Ab                          Eb                   Ab
Six days on the road, and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight. 



                                 Eb                    Ab
Well, my rig's a little old, but that don't mean she's slow. 
                                                        Eb
There's a flame from her stack and that smoke's blowin' black as coal. 
   Db                   Eb            Ab                      Db
My hometown's coming in sight, if you think I'm happy, you're right, 
    Ab                          Eb                   Ab
Six days on the road, and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight. 
                                Eb                   Ab
Six days on the road, and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight. 
                                      Eb                   Ab
Yeah, six days on the road, and I'm a-gonna make it home tonight.