Tom: F
G
when I was a baby, my mum and my dad
Bb F G
said slow down son you're crawling too fast
G
I had skinned up knees and bumps on my head
Bb F G
well I couldn't talk then but if I could I'd've said
CHORUS:
Bb
I was built for speed, I was born to run
G
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Bb
keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
G Bb G
I wasn't built for comfort I was built for speed
G
well that car lot man said I got a deal for you
Bb F G
it's got air con, cushy seats, and rides real smooth
G
well I told him I don't care if the saddle looks good
Bb F G
'cos it's all about them horses underneath the hood
CHORUS:
Bb
I was built for speed, I was born to run
G
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Bb
keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
G Bb G
I wasn't built for comfort I was built for speed
G
Well a hundred years from now when my body gives out
Bb F G
I wont have no nursemaid, wheeling me around
G
I''ll take a chrome Harley motor, and I'll bolt it to my chair
Bb F G
I'll lay a strip of rubber up those pearly white stairs
CHORUS:
Bb
I was built for speed, I was born to run
G
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Bb
Keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
G Bb G
I wasn't built for comfort I was built for speed
CHORUS:
Bb
I was built for speed, I was born to run
G
I get chills when they fire off that starter's gun
Bb
Keep your rocking chair and your tranquility
G Bb G
I wasn't built for comfort I was built for speed
G Bb G
I wasn't built for comfort I was built for speed
