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[Intro]

Verse
         F#                    B
She had faded red paint on her windshield
        F#                      B
Said, "Zero dollars down, come make a deal"
       F#                       B                    F#   B
Passed by it every day till I couldn't pass it up no more
         F#                                B
Rocking three good years and miss you lane
    F#                             B
A tailgate hanging on by a thread
        F#                                 F#m
With an old V8 knock-knocking on heaven's door

Pre Chorus
F#                    B
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
F#
But every hour I cut to earn it was worth it

[Refrão]
Chorus
F#
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                      B
Driving by my own rules
           F#               B
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                             B
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                B
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                   B
And it was love at first drive
         F#
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school

Solo
|F# B
|F# B

Verse
       F#                             B
I was playing chicken with a check engine light
        F#
Sent a twenty dollar bill to the emission guy
          F#                                             D A#m F#
Got her shined up good for that game every Friday night
F#                     B
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
F#
But I was happy it was working
(Working)

[Refrão]Chorus
F#
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                      B
Driving by my own rules
           F#               B
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                             B
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                B
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                   B
And it was love at first drive
         F#
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school

|F# B
|F#     B        F#   B
 (That truck I drove)
|F#m B

Bridge
F#
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#                           B
I bet she's running like nothin's changed
F#                    G#m           F#
Duck tape, zip tie, static on the radio
E                                        F# B
Driving on the back, kissing on twenty-four

[Refrão]Chorus
F#
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                      B
Driving by my own rules
           F#               B
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                             B
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                B
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                   B
And it was love at first drive
         F#
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school

Outro
F#                                  B
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#                                  B
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder
F#                                   B
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
F#
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder

[Intro]

Pre Chorus
F#                    B
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
F#
But every hour I cut to earn it was worth it

|F# B
|F# B

[Refrão]Chorus
F#
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                      B
Driving by my own rules
           F#               B
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                             B
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                B
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                   B
And it was love at first drive
         F#
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school

|F# B
|F#     B        F#   B
 (That truck I drove)
|F#m B

[Refrão]Chorus
F#
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
F#                      B
Driving by my own rules
           F#               B
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
F#                             B
Man, I never felt more cool
F#                                B
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
F#                   B
And it was love at first drive
         F#
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school

[Intro] Verse F# B She had faded red paint on her windshield F# B Said, "Zero dollars down, come make a deal" F# B F# B Passed by it every day till I couldn't pass it up no more F# B Rocking three good years and miss you lane F# B A tailgate hanging on by a thread F# F#m With an old V8 knock-knocking on heaven's door Pre Chorus F# B Lord knows it wasn't perfect F# But every hour I cut to earn it was worth it [Refrão] Chorus F# Hell, yeah, those were the good days F# B Driving by my own rules F# B Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway F# B Man, I never felt more cool F# B They say ain't nothin' like the first time F# B And it was love at first drive F# Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school Solo |F# B |F# B Verse F# B I was playing chicken with a check engine light F# Sent a twenty dollar bill to the emission guy F# D A#m F# Got her shined up good for that game every Friday night F# B Lord knows it wasn't perfect F# But I was happy it was working (Working) [Refrão]Chorus F# Hell, yeah, those were the good days F# B Driving by my own rules F# B Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway F# B Man, I never felt more cool F# B They say ain't nothin' like the first time F# B And it was love at first drive F# Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school |F# B |F# B F# B (That truck I drove) |F#m B Bridge F# I kinda wonder where she's at these days F# B I bet she's running like nothin's changed F# G#m F# Duck tape, zip tie, static on the radio E F# B Driving on the back, kissing on twenty-four [Refrão]Chorus F# Hell, yeah, those were the good days F# B Driving by my own rules F# B Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway F# B Man, I never felt more cool F# B They say ain't nothin' like the first time F# B And it was love at first drive F# Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school Outro F# B I kinda wonder where she's at these days F# I kinda wonder where she's at these days F# B I kinda wonder where she's at these days F# I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder F# B I kinda wonder where she's at these days F# I kinda wonder where she's at these days F# I kinda wonder where she's at these days I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder

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