Lee Brice  "I Drive Your Truck"  ver 2

2x
B   E


(verse)
B
Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray
E                                            C#m  
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
      F#
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
B
Dog tags hangin? from the rear view
E                                     C#m
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt 
C#m
folded in the back
     F#                              E  
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that?s alright
F#
People got their ways of coping
        E
Oh, and I?ve got mine


(chorus)
              B
I drive your truck
       F#
I roll every window down
      G#m
And I burn up 
      E
Every back road in this town
         B               D#m  
I find a field, I tear it up
            G#m               B
Til all the pain?s a cloud of dust
          E                  B
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck


(instrumental)
B      E 


(verse)
  B
I leave that radio playing
     E                                 C#m
That same ole country station where ya left it
C#m      
Yeah, man I crank it up
          B
And you?d probably punch my arm right now
   E                              C#m
If you saw this tear rollin? down my on face
     C#m
Hey, man I?m tryin? to be tough
    F#
And momma asked me this morning
           E
If I?d been by your grave
         F#                                    E
But that flag and stone ain?t where I feel you anyway



(chorus)
              B
I drive your truck
       F#
I roll every window down
      G#m
And I burn up 
      E
Every back road in this town
         B               D#m  
I find a field, I tear it up
            G#m               B
Til all the pain?s a cloud of dust
          E                  B          D#m
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck


(bridge)
     E
I?ve cussed, I?ve prayed, I?ve said goodbye
C#m
Shook my fist and asked God why
G#m                                  F#
These days when I?m missing you this much
(no chord)              
I drive your truck
      
I roll every window down
     
And I burn up 
      A                 E
Every back road in this town
  F#     B               D#m  
I find a field, I tear it up
            G#m               B
Til all the pain?s a cloud of dust
      E
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimes


(out)
             B          E
I drive your truck
             B
I drive your truck
                 E
I hope you don?t mind, I hope you don?t mind
             B     E           B    
I drive your truck