Highway Junkie

[Intro: ](D) (D)A hundred cups of coffee five hundred cigarettes A thousand miles of highway and I ain't forgot her yet But I keep on(G)movin' I keep movin down the(D) line There ain't nothin' in my mirror just a cloud of dust and smoke What do you expect when some ole truckers heart gets broke (G) yeah a truckers heart gets (G) broke but them(A) big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind well (G) I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white (D) line Ten miles outta' Nashville I was doin a hundred and one State boy pulled me over he said where's the fire(G) son said where's the fire (D) son I said man there ain't no fire I'm just runnin from a flame So go on an write your ticket man but I aint the one to(G) blame That county judge tried to rob me(D) blind But them(A) big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind well(G) I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white(D) line Guitar solo: (G D A G D) (D) So I rolled on down to Memphis I had nothin left loose Wanted to hear some rock n' roll but all they played was(G) blues I didn't wanna hear no(D) blues So I went to call up Elvis but Roger Miller grabbed the phone He said drive that eighteen wheeler boy you're the king of the(G) road Said I was the king of the(D) road But them(A) big wheels of rubber gonna rub her off my mind well(G) I'm a highway junkie and I need that old white(D) line I said(A) I'm a highway junkie man and I(G) need that old white(D) line