Capo on 1st
(Little Intro)
[D-G-D-A-D]
[D]When I pulled out of [G]Basra they [D]all wished me luck
Just like they always [A]did before[D] [A]
With a [D]bulletproof [G]screen on the [D]hood of my truck
And a Bradley on [A]my back [D]door
And I [G]wound her [A]up and [D]shifted her [G]down
And I offered this [A]prayer to my [D]lor[A]d
I said [D]God get me [G]back home to [D]Houston alive
and I wont drive a [A]truck any[D]more
[G]Early in the mornin and Im rollin fast
Haulin nine thousand gallons of high test gas
Sergeant on the radio hollerin at me
[E]Look out up ahead here come a [A]R.P.G.
[D]If I ever [G]get home to [D]Houston alive
Then I wont drive a [A]truck any[D]more
(Just repeat the above chord changes for the rest of the song)
Ive driven the big rigs for all of my life
And my radio handles Train
Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights
I had ice water in my veins
And I come over here cause I just didnt care
Now Im older and wiser by far
If I ever get home to Houston alive
Then I wont drive a truck anymore
[G]Great God Amighty what was wrong with me
I know the moneys good but buddy cant you see
You cant take it with you and that aint no lie
[E]I dont wanna let em get me Im too [A]young to die
[D]If I ever [G]get home to [D]Houston alive
Then I wont drive a [A]truck any[D]more
(Little Intro)
[D-G-D-A-D]
[D]When I pulled out of [G]Basra they [D]all wished me luck
Just like they always [A]did before[D] [A]
With a [D]bulletproof [G]screen on the [D]hood of my truck
And a Bradley on [A]my back [D]door
And I [G]wound her [A]up and [D]shifted her [G]down
And I offered this [A]prayer to my [D]lor[A]d
I said [D]God get me [G]back home to [D]Houston alive
and I wont drive a [A]truck any[D]more
[G]Early in the mornin and Im rollin fast
Haulin nine thousand gallons of high test gas
Sergeant on the radio hollerin at me
[E]Look out up ahead here come a [A]R.P.G.
[D]If I ever [G]get home to [D]Houston alive
Then I wont drive a [A]truck any[D]more
(Just repeat the above chord changes for the rest of the song)
Ive driven the big rigs for all of my life
And my radio handles Train
Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights
I had ice water in my veins
And I come over here cause I just didnt care
Now Im older and wiser by far
If I ever get home to Houston alive
Then I wont drive a truck anymore
[G]Great God Amighty what was wrong with me
I know the moneys good but buddy cant you see
You cant take it with you and that aint no lie
[E]I dont wanna let em get me Im too [A]young to die
[D]If I ever [G]get home to [D]Houston alive
Then I wont drive a [A]truck any[D]more
