{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":1110473,"song":"Truckdriver","artist":"Kate Reid","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11246948-truckdriver-chords-by-kate-reid/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/1110473?type=chord","rating":0.16112,"votes":0,"content":"Capo on 2nd  Fret - listen to song for timing and strum pattern.\r\n\r\nTruckdriver\r\n\r\n[ch]G[/ch]            [ch]C[/ch]\r\n[ch]G[/ch]            [ch]C[/ch]\r\n[tab]              [ch]G[/ch]\t\t             \t     [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWhen I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver[/tab]\r\n[tab]\t     [ch]G[/ch]\t\t         [ch]C[/ch]\t           \r\nI wanted to drive my whole life away[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]G[/ch]\t           [ch]Bm[/ch]\r\nI would stop at all of the truckstops on the roadside and I’d [/tab]\r\n[tab]  [ch]C[/ch]\t\t        [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nOrder the special with fries[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]G[/ch]\t\t\t       [ch]D[/ch]\t  [ch]C[/ch]\r\nThen I would get back in my truck and drive for miles and miles[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]G[/ch]\t\t\t\t\t\t       [ch]C[/ch]\r\nI grew up on a farm out in southern Ontario, I guess I was a lucky girl[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]G[/ch]\t\t\t\t\t\t             [ch]C[/ch]\r\nBut our white picket fence was a bit of a joke, it was broke and it fenced me in[/tab]\r\n[tab]     [ch]G[/ch]\t\t              [ch]Bm[/ch]\r\nSometimes to get away I would lay myself down[/tab]\r\n[tab]        [ch]C[/ch]\t\t\t[ch]Am[/ch]\r\nIn the sweet summer hay fields at night[/tab]\r\n[tab]                 [ch]G[/ch]                            [ch]D[/ch]\r\nI'd watch the headlights on the highway and I would[/tab]\r\n[tab]\t      [ch]C[/ch]\r\nDream of a better life[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\n[tab]          [ch]G[/ch]\t\t[ch]C[/ch]\r\nI would drive[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]G[/ch]\t\t[ch]C[/ch]\r\nI would drive[/tab]\r\n\r\nI got my license when I was seventeen years old, it was my freedom ticket\r\nI’d listen to rock 'n' roll on FM radio as I drove those country roads\r\nThen I’d pick up a six-pack and a couple of friends and we’d just\r\nWaste time, driving around\r\nI'd feel the wind on my face, then I'd go get drunk in a field someplace\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\nI would drive\r\nI would drive\r\n\r\nWhen I was twenty-two, I finished some school, packed up and\r\nMoved out west\r\nSitting on my roof above the city smoking hand-rolled cigarettes\r\nBut there were buildings between me and who I wanted to be\r\nAnd they started closing in on me\r\nI got that “gotta get me outta this place” feeling again\r\n\r\nSo I got me a job stocking shelves for eight bucks an hour in\r\nA small mountain town grocery store\r\nAnd the women cashiers had been working there for many years or more\r\nAnd their husbands worked the butcher line\r\nWhile I tried to keep my stock in a straight line\r\nBut I was biding time and besides I never was the marrying kind\r\n\r\nBridge:\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]\t\t       [ch]C[/ch]\r\nI’m hard because I’ve had to be[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]D[/ch]\t\t         [ch]C[/ch]\r\nAnd I’m scarred from my life’s accident scenes[/tab]\r\n[tab]             [ch]D[/ch]\t\t\t\r\nBut singing taught me to feel something[/tab]\r\n[tab] \t          [ch]C[/ch]\r\nIn the midst of nothing[/tab]\r\n[tab]     \t         [ch]D[/ch]\t\t\t\t[ch]C[/ch]\r\nIt got my heart pumping and put my hands on the wheel (hands on the wheel)[/tab]\r\n\r\nChorus:\r\nI will drive\r\nI will drive\r\n\r\n[tab] \t      [ch]G[/ch] \t\t\t    [ch]C[/ch]\r\nWhen I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver[/tab]","plain_text":"Capo on 2nd  Fret - listen to song for timing and strum pattern.\n\nTruckdriver\n\nG            C\nG            C\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\n\n\n\nI got my license when I was seventeen years old, it was my freedom ticket\nI’d listen to rock 'n' roll on FM radio as I drove those country roads\nThen I’d pick up a six-pack and a couple of friends and we’d just\nWaste time, driving around\nI'd feel the wind on my face, then I'd go get drunk in a field someplace\n\nChorus:\nI would drive\nI would drive\n\nWhen I was twenty-two, I finished some school, packed up and\nMoved out west\nSitting on my roof above the city smoking hand-rolled cigarettes\nBut there were buildings between me and who I wanted to be\nAnd they started closing in on me\nI got that “gotta get me outta this place” feeling again\n\nSo I got me a job stocking shelves for eight bucks an hour in\nA small mountain town grocery store\nAnd the women cashiers had been working there for many years or more\nAnd their husbands worked the butcher line\nWhile I tried to keep my stock in a straight line\nBut I was biding time and besides I never was the marrying kind\n\nBridge:\n\n\n\n\n\n\nChorus:\nI will drive\nI will drive","chords":["G","C","Bm","Am","D","A"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"Bm":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,3,4,2,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,3,2]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}