Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
A A4 C
[Verse 1]
Am
I left my home atta quarter past Two
C
Sit up tall with a run to do
D
Ten cases deep of corn liquor booze
Am
Ol' Cyrus showed up when he heard the news
Am
Said he wanted and he needs a run
C
I didn't mind he's got a big shot gun
D
Johnny Cash on the radio
Am
Hell everything's right, we won't be slow
Am
Cyrus says that he knows this dude
C
They go way back, it'll go down smooth
D
Made a lot of runs then I said "we'll see"
Am
Then he cracked a smile 'n said "trust me" (yeah)
[Refrain]
Am G
Rollin' smoke up th' Georgia Blacktop
G
Hear th' gears grind
D
Full tank of gasoline
Am
Ten cases deep of Moonshine
Am
Gotta run, gotta move
G
Gotta blow this town
D Am
That Sheriff's shotguns aiming, to take me down
[Interlude]
A A4 C
[Verse 2]
Am
Now I've known Cyrus for just a few years
C
And in that time we drank a few beers
D
Never did me wrong, seemed a little cold
Am
But said trust me, cried his guilty soul
Am
We rolled in to the rendezvous
C
He's awful quiet as the deal went through
D
We backed outta that parkin' lot
Am
I heard his hammer draw back. Then his shaky drawl
Am
"I had to do it" ol' Cyrus said
C
As he eased that gun barrel t'word my head
D
He never seen it comin' 'fore he died
Am
A shotgun's too long i gotta .45 (yeah)
[Refreain]
Am G
Rollin' smoke up th' Georgia Blacktop
G
Hear th' gears grind
D
Full tank of gasoline
Am
Ten cases deep of Moonshine
Am
Gotta run, gotta move
G
Gotta blow this town
D Am
That Sheriff's shotguns aiming, to take me down
[Solo]
Am G D Am
[Verse 3]
Am
See them red & blue through them trees
C
Gotta get this charger up to speed
D
Rolled Cyrus out he's a bleedin' too much
Am
Grabbed a hand full 'o gears. Slipped my foot off th' clutch
Am
Hit th' highway 'atta hundred n three
C
It feels like the Devil's ridin' with me
D
Can't stop and think o' good ol' times
Am
As the highway paint makes a solid line
Am
At least twelve rollers side by side
C
Flashin' lights and bracket signs
D
Roadblocks ahead will go for their guns
Am
But the windshield shatters an' my face goes numb (yeah)
[Refrain]
Am G
Rollin' smoke up th' Georgia Blacktop
G
Hear th' gears grind
D
Full tank of gasoline
Am
Ten cases deep, of Moonshine
Am
Ain't goin home, oh no
C
Gonna run outta luck
D
And the ninethousand dollars are hided
Am
in that old yello school bus
[Outro]
A A4 C
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