Transcribed by: Ryan Giesecke 
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Capo 1st fret 
 
 
Beginning: 
         C               Am            F            C  
It was freezing cold in Dallas when I made my get away, 
   C         Am                 F                 G    
I out ran a cold front, when I gave my truck the reigns 
 C              Am       F                  C          
Barrelin' down I-35 with one thought on my mind 
C                       Am                      F  G        C       
Forget the race, find an open space, leave that city far behind 
 
Chorus 1: 
G                 C      G                    C        
Well hello there Austin, you look to be just fine 
G              C                G                     C           
Pardon me San Marcos, but I'm a' tryin' to make some time 
         Am                            C           G   
There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose 
          C                    Am                         F   G           C  
There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and there's comfort in the curves 
 
Verse 1: 
          C              Am     F              C       
I didn't pull off in Von Ormy, like I norm'lly do 
   C               Am                    F           G 
I went on down to Devine town, I bought a 6-pack or two 
          C                Am             F               C         
I glanced back across my shoulder, like a seventh season buck 
C               Am                F       G           C            
All I saw was a wall of clouds, I hopped back in my truck 
 
Chorus 2: 
G               C          G              C            
Gutentoug, New Braunsvels, how are you today 
G         C                  G                C        
Hola, ol' San Antone, please stand out a' my way 
          Am                            C          G   
There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose 
          C                    Am                         F   G           C 
There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and there's comfort in the curves 
 
Guitar Solo: 
 
Verse 2: 
       C                    Am          F              C         
Well I, I know that mother nature will catch me in the end 
         C               Am              F                   G    
But I'll put some miles behind me before I turn to face the wind 
               C                   Am        F            C      
Now don't ya' leave that barn door open, not even just a crack 
     C              Am              F  G          C    
If I see a hint of daylight, you'll never get me back 

Chorus 3: 
G                C           G            C            
Well, hello ol' Batesville, you remember me 
     G                  C            G                          C 
And look out there La Pryor, but I'm coming through, can't you see 
          Am                            C          G   
There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose 
          C                    Am                         F   G           C 
There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and there's comfort in the curves 
 
Closing: 
           C              Am       F                  G           
I say I'm barrelin' down I-35 with one thought on my mind 
C                        Am                      F             G                C    Am  F  G 
Forget the race, find an open space, leave that city, that damn old city far behind 
                           C                           
Leave that city way far behind