Tonight Is The Night I Fell Asleep At The Wheel

in 3-4 waltz)

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[A]Driving home [E]to be with you[D]            [E]
the highway's dividing; the city's in view.
[Bm]As usual I'm almost [F#sus4]on time.   [F#]
You're the last thing that's on my mind.
[A]I wish I could tell you[E] the way that I feel[D] but            [E]
[C#m] (or [A])                        [E]                    [A]
tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel.

[A]No commotion.[E] No screaming[D] breaks.               [E]
Most of it's over before I awake.
From the ceiling, my coffee cup drips,
while out my window, the horizon does flips.
[Bm]The worst part was hitting the [F#sus4]ground.       [F#]
Not the feeling so much as the sound.
[A]I can't help but wonder i[E]f all this is real, [D]'cause        [E]
[C#m] (or [A])                             [E]                   [A]
tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel.

Rubberneck traffic and passersby
and Slow Motion Walter, the fire engine guy
stand around with their mouths open wide.
Heard some idiot ask if someone's inside.
With the jaws of life, they tried and they tried.
Nobody here can know how I feel, 'cause
tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel.

I guess it's over now 'cause I've never seen so much...
never seen so much...
never seen so much blood.

In all the confusion, there's something serene.
I'm just a posthumous part of the scene.
Now I'm floating above looking in.
While the radio blares and wheels spin.
I can see my face slump with a grin.
And you...

You're the last thing on my mind. (x4)