Tom: C
intro C Em F G
C Em
Like the rocks that line this road I drive
F G
My words might a have seemed so hard
C Em
But not a one was penned unkind
F G
They were pieces of my heart
C Em
A weak attempt to explain some things
F G
That were weighting on my mind
C Em
Now I find my biggest crime
F G
Was keeping too much too long inside
C Em
Judging by my gauges
F G
I need to think about finding gas
C Em
But my minds been more than full
F G
Thinking of you as the miles role past
Chorus:
F G
I'm rolling down this highway
C G/B Am
Trying to get a handle on events
F G
With one hand on the steering wheel
C G/B Am F G
And one hand on the wind
F G
I hope it all made sense
Em C
I hope it all made some sense
insturmental:
C Em
I thought it would be better
F G
If I'd paint my thoughts with ink
C Em
It seems my mouth don't work so well
F G
Expressing what I think
C Em
Like the gravel on the road
F G
Kicked up by the passing trucks
C Em
Words fly back in my face
F G
And crack the windshields I put up
Repeat chorus:
C Em
I would like nothing better
F G
Than for this to have worked out right
C Em
That's why I left that letter
F G
On your car the other night
C Em
Now it seems so high school
F G
But it seemed so right at the time
C Em
You get a letter on your windshield
F G
I get away behind mine
