Truck drivin’ song

 

        G                     C                    G

I'm drivin' a truck, drivin' a big ol' truck,

                                            D                     D7

pedal to the metal, hope I don't run out of luck.

  G                                        C                       A7

Rollin' down the highway until the break of dawn,

   G                               D              G

drivin' a truck with my high heels on.

 

            G                                                 C                    

1. My diesel rig is northward bound, it's time to put that hammer down,

             G                                           D

    just watchin' as the miles go flyin' by.

           G                                            C                    

    I'm ridin' twenty tons of steel, but it's sure hard to hold the wheel,

              G                     D                      G

    while I'm still waiting for my nails to dry.

 

            Em                    C                      G

    Oh, I always gotta check my lipstick in that rear view mirror,

                  A                     A7                D

    and my pink angora sweater fits so tight.

          G

    I'm jammin' gears and haulin' freight,

           C                          A

    well, I sure hope my seams are straight,

               G                       D              G

    Lord, don't let my mascara run tonight.

 

                        G                    C                    G

Because I'm drivin' a truck, drivin' a big ol' truck,

                                                   D               D7

Smokey's on my tail and my accelerator's stuck.

                  G                                       C                       A7

Got these eighteen wheels-a-rollin' until the break of dawn,

   G                               D              G

drivin' a truck with my high heels on.

 

2. + instrumental = verse 1 lines 1 to 4

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

             Em                              C                           G

    Oh, I don't mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me,

                  A                          A7                    D

    and my nipple rings don't bother me too much.

               G

    But when I hit those big speed bumps,

            C                 A

    my darling little rhinestone pumps

               G                     D                  G

    keep slippin' off the mother-lovin' clutch.

 

                     G                    C                     G

But still I'm drivin' a truck, drivin' a big ol' truck,

                                                     D                      D7

headin' down the interstate, just tryin' to make a buck.

     G                                    C                      A

Wearin' feather boas with sequins and chiffon,

                  G                               D              G

while I'm drivin' a truck with my high heels on.

 

        A                    D           A

I'm drivin' a truck, drivin' a truck,

                                                E                       E7                      

got a load to carry and some eyebrows left to pluck.

              A                                             D                    B7

And I'm late for my appointment down at my hair salo…n,

                  A                               E       E7      A

so I'll be drivin' a truck with my high - heels - on.

 

           D              A

    My high heels on.

 

(orig. = capo 4th)     (”Weird Al” Yankovic)