2 acessos
Dm Sitting here thinking Bb Damn I'm getting a little older Gm Trying to find some piece of mind Dm Take the weight of the world off my shoulders Dm Mmmm got me driving down the highway Bb Trying to make it through each and every day Gm Fade to black n all poverty Dm Take a truck and move my people down south with me [Chorus] Dm Trade my ball and chain in for a ticket Bb On a one way trip into Georgia Gm Am Big smiles, apple pies, my people, and blue skies Dm Tomatoes grow where I can pick em' Bb On an open highway through Georgia Gm Am Green grass, tear stains, shadow dancing in the pouring rain