Capo on 2nd  Fret - listen to song for timing and strum pattern.

Truckdriver

G5            C5
G5            C5
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When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver
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I wanted to drive my whole life away
          G5                 B5
I would stop at all of the truckstops on the roadside and I?d 
  C5                    A5
Order the special with fries
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Then I would get back in my truck and drive for miles and miles
            G5                                           C5
I grew up on a farm out in southern Ontario, I guess I was a lucky girl
         G5                                                 C5
But our white picket fence was a bit of a joke, it was broke and it fenced me in
     G5                          B5
Sometimes to get away I would lay myself down
        C5                  A5
In the sweet summer hay fields at night
                 G5                            D5
I'd watch the headlights on the highway and I would
            C5
Dream of a better life

Chorus:
          G5            C5
I would drive
         G5            C5
I would drive

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

Chorus:
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

Bridge:
D5                   C5
I?m hard because I?ve had to be
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And I?m scarred from my life?s accident scenes
             D5                  
But singing taught me to feel something
                 C5
In the midst of nothing
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It got my heart pumping and put my hands on the wheel (hands on the wheel)

Chorus:
I will drive
I will drive

             G5                       C5
When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver