We'd wake up each morn[E]ing we're feelin' like hel[A]l[E] We'd j[E]ump in the van and the stories we'd t[B7]ell The t[E]owns and the cities they'd a[A]ll look the s[E]ame But you'd s[E]tand up real tall when they're ch[B7]anting your n[E]ame Chorus: [E]One more for the r[A]oad I h[E]ope that this life never e[B7]nds O[E]ne more for the...