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Intro DO
FA DOI slipped on her shoe; she was a perfect size seven.
- LAm7 DO/SOL
I said, "There's no smoking in the store, ma'am."
FA She crossed her legs and then
DOWe made some small talk; that's where it should have stopped.
- LAm7 DO/SOL FA
She slipped me her number; I put it in my pocket.
DO My hand slipped up her skirt; everything slipped my mind
LAm7 FAIn that little roadhouse
- DO
On Highway 29.
It was a small town bank; it was a mess.
Well, I had a gun. You know the rest.
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin'; her and me we headed south
On Highway 29.
- LAm7 FA
In a little desert motel, the air was hot and clean.
DO SOL I slept the sleep of the dead; I didn't dream.
LAm7 FAI woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink.
- DO SOL
We headed into the Sierra Madres, 'cross the border line.
The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me,
Something that'd been comin' for a long, long time
And something that was here with me now
On Highway 29.
Fill: C with walking bass notes: C F G A G C
The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline.
She wasn't saying nothin'; it was just a dream.
The wind come silent through the windshield,
All I could see was snow, sky and pines.
I closed my eyes and I was runnin'.
I was runnin' and then I was flyin'
Outro: F C Am7 C/G F
- DO FA LAm7 DO/SOL SOL
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Intro DO
FAI slipped on her shoe; she was a
- DO
..perfect size seven.
I said, "There's no smoking in the
LAm7 DO/SOL..store, ma'am."
- FA
She crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk; that's
DO..where it should have stopped.
- LAm7 DO/SOL
She slipped me her number; I put
FA ..it in my pocket.
My hand slipped up her skirt;
- DO
..everything slipped my mind
LAm7 FA In that little roadhouse
DOOn Highway 29.
It was a small town bank; it was a
..mess.
Well, I had a gun. You know the
..rest.
Money on the floorboards, shirt
..was covered in blood
And she was cryin'; her and me we
..headed south
On Highway 29.
LAm7In a little desert motel, the air
FA..was hot and clean.
- DO
I slept the sleep of the dead; I
SOL ..didn't dream.
LAm7I woke in the morning, washed my
- FA
..face in the sink.
DO We headed into the Sierra Madres,
SOL..'cross the border line.
The winter sun shot through the
..black trees
I told myself it was all something
..in her
But as we drove I knew it was
..something in me,
Something that'd been comin' for a
..long, long time
And something that was here with
..me now
On Highway 29.
Fill: C with walking bass notes:
..C F G A G C
The road was filled with broken
..glass and gasoline.
She wasn't saying nothin'; it was
..just a dream.
The wind come silent through the
..windshield,
All I could see was snow, sky and
..pines.
I closed my eyes and I was
..runnin'.
I was runnin' and then I was
..flyin'
Outro: F C Am7 C/G F
- SUONA ANCHE ..
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