D
I can't believe I ever woke up
G......................D
without her here before
.......A
all I know is that I can't do that right
G................D
alone anymore
D
another late night has become
..G..........................D
a day I never hoped I'd see
.........G..................................D
and I don't know what she's thinking
................................A
but it's surely not of me
D
she was alone the night I met her
..G....................D
alone deep in her eyes
...............A
now she's heading for her hometown
...........G.........................D
with the trucks on eighty five
....G...............D
as clear shiny crystal
.............................G
the hardest kind of blue
..................................D
I'll take a pass on the smoke and the gas
A...............................D
I'm bound to get there too
D
oh my love I've got to find
.......G.....................D
over backroad twenty nine
...G...............D
Gastonia she came from
................................A
back there she's gone I pray
..............D
but if she don't want to be found
...........G...................D
in that little redneck town
.........G.................D
I'll be crying to her momma
..............A......................D
when the sun goes down today
G.........................D
Gastonia wants to forget her
........................A
Gastonia I never will
.....D
Carolina how I love
.................G....................D
your rolling waters by the sea
.............G.................................D
but that inland town drags me down
...............................A
and roves right over me
..D
I followed behind her
.........G..............D
is she up there at all
.....................A
Lord please help me make the border
G....................D
before I hit the wall
............G.....................D
and the flowers that I bought her
................................G
lay beside me getting dry
.........A
I'll be chasing her forever
....G....................D
I'll never find out why
oh my love I've got to find
over backroad twenty nine
Gastonia she came from
back there she's gone I pray
but if she don't want to be found
in that little redneck town
I'll be crying to her momma
when the sun goes down today
I'll be crying to her momma
when the sun goes down
down today
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