Freedom Of The Road Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Daddy drove a paulkwood truck
[D]down in Alabama
From the red plate dirt and foley
to the mill in [Am]Birmingham
It wasn't really very many
[D]miles for him to go,
Just far enough to learn to love
the freedom of [Am]the road.
Mama wouldn't let me go
[D]with Daddy in the truck,
But sometimes she'd give in,
but cried and begged [Am]enough.
I'd climb up in that shotgun seat
an[D]d daddy'd let her roll
That's when I began to love
the freedom [E]of [Am]the roll
I saw [G]the white lion pass,
I [Am]heard the engine whine
My [G]daddy taught me how to [E]love
and laugh and drive
There's a [Am]whole lot more to truckin'
than just [D]movin' along
It takes a man to understand
the freedom of the [Am]road
Daddy, he's been gone,
I don't know just [D]how many years
Some miles have run together
with the memories and [Am]the tears
Some people think I'm runnin'
when I get [D]in my truck and go
They don't know I'm at peace
with the freedom of [Am]the road
I saw [G]the white line pass,
I [Am]heard the engine whine
My [G]daddy taught me how to [E]love
and laugh and drive
There's a [Am]whole lot more to truckin'
than just [D]movin' a load
It takes a man to understand
the freedom of [Am]the road
And [D]I'm a man who understands
the freedom of [Am]the road
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