A                            C#m
I'm  rolling out of  Bakersfield
F#m                    D
My own private hell on  wheels
        A             D                          A        E
But this time   I'm  gone for  good
 A                                         C#m
And I've never gone this far  before
F#m                                            D
Beyond the slamming of the back screen  door
        A                                 D                A           
But you never love me    like you should

 

Chorus:
                    E                         A
And there ain't no telling what I'll find
            D                                   A
But I might as well move down the  line
D                                   A                          E
There's no comfort here in your zip  code
                F#m                  E         A
I'd rather break down on  the  highway
                            Bm     C#m D
With no one to share my     load
                             E                          A    
And cry on the shoulder of the road

 


A                                 C#m
It makes me feel a little  low
F#m                          D
Steel guitar on the  radio
              A                            D                                  A    E
And it's kinda scary the way these truckers  fly
A                         C#m
So this is how leaving  feels
F#m                             D
Drinking  coffee and making  deals
                A                  D                                           A      
With the One above   to get me  through the night

 

Chorus 2  times
                    E                            A
Cry on the shoulder of the road