Truckdriver

Kate Reid

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When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver

I wanted to drive my whole life away

I would stop at all of the truckstops on the roadside and Id

Order the special with fries

Then I would get back in my truck and drive for miles and miles

I grew up on a farm out in southern Ontario, I guess I was a lucky girl

But our white picket fence was a bit of a joke, it was broke and it fenced me in

Sometimes to get away I would lay myself down

In the sweet summer hay fields at night

I'd watch the headlights on the highway and I would

Dream of a better life

I would drive

I got my license when I was seventeen years old, it was my freedom ticket

Id listen to rock 'n' roll on FM radio as I drove those country roads

Then Id pick up a six-pack and a couple of friends and wed just

Waste time, driving around

I'd feel the wind on my face, then I'd go get drunk in a field someplace

I would drive

When I was twenty-two, I finished some school, packed up and

Moved out west

Sitting on my roof above the city smoking hand-rolled cigarettes

But there were buildings between me and who I wanted to be

And they started closing in on me

I got that gotta get me outta this place feeling again

So I got me a job stocking shelves for eight bucks an hour in

A small mountain town grocery store

And the women cashiers had been working there for many years or more

And their husbands worked the butcher line

While I tried to keep my stock in a straight line

But I was biding time and besides I never was the marrying kind

Im hard because Ive had to be

And Im scarred from my lifes accident scenes

But singing taught me to feel something

In the midst of nothing

It got my heart pumping and put my hands on the wheel (hands on the wheel)

I will drive

When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver

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Readable chord sheet for Truckdriver by Kate Reid

[G]            [C]
[G]            [C]
When I was a y[G]oung girl, I wanted to be a tru[C]ckdriver
I wanted to d[G]rive my whole life a[C]way
I would st[G]op at all of the [Bm]truckstops on the roadside and Id
Or[C]der the special with f[Am]ries
Then I would g[G]et back in my truck and d[D]rive for mi[C]les and miles
I grew up on[G] a farm out in southern Ontario, I guess I was a lu[C]cky girl
But our w[G]hite picket fence was a bit of a joke, it was broke and it f[C]enced me in
Somet[G]imes to get away I would [Bm]lay myself down
In the s[C]weet summer hay fields a[Am]t night
I'd watch the hea[G]dlights on the highway and I [D]would
Dream of a bet[C]ter life

I would dr[G]ive           [C]
I would d[G]rive           [C]

I got my license when I was seventeen years old, it was my freedom ticket
Id listen to rock 'n' roll on FM radio as I drove those country roads
Then Id pick up a six-pack and a couple of friends and wed just
Waste time, driving around
I'd feel the wind on my face, then I'd go get drunk in a field someplace

I would drive
I would drive

When I was twenty-two, I finished some school, packed up and
Moved out west
Sitting on my roof above the city smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
But there were buildings between me and who I wanted to be
And they started closing in on me
I got that gotta get me outta this place feeling again

So I got me a job stocking shelves for eight bucks an hour in
A small mountain town grocery store
And the women cashiers had been working there for many years or more
And their husbands worked the butcher line
While I tried to keep my stock in a straight line
But I was biding time and besides I never was the marrying kind

[D]Im hard because Ive h[C]ad to be
And Im s[D]carred from my lifes ac[C]cident scenes
But singing t[D]aught me to feel something
In the midst of no[C]thing
It got my heart p[D]umping and put my hands on the [C]wheel (hands on the wheel)

I will drive
I will drive

When I was a y[G]oung girl, I wanted to be a tr[C]uckdriver