I Drive Your Truck (working) - Lee Brice

I Drive Your Truck (working) chords

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Tuning 1/2 step down 



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Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray
C                                                  F
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
F
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
C 
Dog tags hangin' from the rear view
C                                      F
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt 
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folded in the back
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This thing burns gas like crazy, but that's alright
F
People got their ways of coping
F
Oh, and I've got mine

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I drive your truck
         G/B
I roll every window down
       Am
And I burn up 
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Every back road in this town
C                 G/B
I find a field, I tear it up
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Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
F                             C
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck


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I leave that radio playing
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That same ole country station where ya left it
F 
Yeah, man I crank it up
C
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
C                                       F
If you saw this tear rollin' down my on face
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Hey, man I'm tryin' to be tough
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And momma asked me this morning
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I I'd been by your grave
G                                            F
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway



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I drive your truck
         G/B
I roll every window down
       Am
And I burn up 
F                     G
Every back road in this town
C                 G/B
I find a field, I tear it up
Am                    Am/G
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
F                             C
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

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I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
F
Shook my fist and asked God why
C                                  G
These days when i'm missing you this much


C
I drive your truck 
G/B
I roll every window down
Am
And I burn up 
Bb                     F
Every back road in this town
C                     G/B
I find a field, I tear it up
Am                    Am/G
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
F                        F
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimes

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I drive your truck
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I drive your truck
C                        F
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
C
I drive your truck



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