Tom: D
D
I just pulled on to the highway in my little foreign car
D A D
Well it’s raining and the road is really bad
D
I never saw that big old diesel but I heard him hit the air
D A D
I’ve got a feeling that I might have made him mad
[Verse 2]
D
He closed the gap between us pushed the pedal on the floor
D A D
He’s makin’ ninety in that big old diesel truck
D
I can hear the names he’s calling me above the engine’s roar
D A D
And the words won’t be found in Webster’s books
[Verse 3]
D G
There’s a diesel on my tail a-making ninety miles an hour
G D A
My reflection in my mirror is mighty pale
A D G D
I can hear St.Peter calling I can almost smell the flowers
D A D
Can this compact take the impact there’s a diesel on my tail
[Verse 4]
D
Well I’m huffin’ and puffin’ and I’m trying to make the grade
D A D
And I wish I had some pedals on this cart
D
And I’m slippin’ and a-slidin’ and afraid to touch the brake
D A D
For the two of us could never stand the jar
[Verse 5]
D
Well I’m slippin’ and a-slidin’ trying to hold it on the road
D A D
And I tell you I just got to win this race
D
While I’m tremblin’ and a-shakin’ he is pouring on the coal
D A D
So close that I can steal his license plate
