Bleu Edmondson - Hell On 18 Wheels guitar chord

Hell On 18 Wheels

By Bleu Edmondson

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Well it's Saturday night, I've been up since Thursday

D G D A

Another pack of cigarettes, some coffee to go

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My boots need new heels My shirt smells like diesel

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And I bet you don't know just how far I've got to go

I was runnin' low on gas so I stopped into Fort Worth

Ran into this sweet angel said she was from St. Lou

Well I thought I had it made until I heard some voice say

Hey boy, that's my wife and just who the hell are you

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And I've taken my share of those little white pills

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I throw’d 'er down into overdrive in the California hills

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I fly from coast to coast I've got to find out how it feels

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To be heaven in the sack and hell on 18 wheels

If I only had a dollar for every tire I've blown

By now I'd be a rich man, I wouldn't haul this load

And I ain't even seen no cheap motel in hours

And I feel about as worn down As the old lines on the road

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There's some station up ahead, if it's open I can't tell

There's some basement AM station playing old Lefty Frizzell

"Always Late With Your Kisses" don't we know how that feels

Lord, it's heaven on the airwaves and hell on 18 wheels

Yeah there's fifty states in all, I've seen almost every one

Tried every kind of waitress and every kind of beer

And over time I've been written almost every kind of warning

I'm still dodging weigh stations but at least I'm still here

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