C               G           F               C
Pull the braid from your hair, so it falls down your back
       C             G          F            C
I just passed Spartanburg, cigarettes on the dash
         C           G             F            C
Will you wait on the swing, in the front of the house?
       C            G          F            C
Or the steps of the porch in a white cotton blouse?

         Am           F      Am                  G
Thousand miles that I drove, thirty more left to go
         Am           F              Am        G
Will you cry when you wake, when you see me today?

Is your father at home? Does he know where Ive been?
He dont like me because I remind you of him
Lets just drive to the point, watch the sky lose the light
Ive been gone far too long not to kiss you tonight

Thousand miles that I drove, thirty more left to go
Will you cry when you wake, when you see me today?