Dixie Chicks - A road is just a road

He pulled out in a ^Gcloud of dust ^CLaying rubber and ^Fspewing rust And on ^Amany road he'd ^Gtake Oh, he'd have his ^Ffoot on the pedal, but my ^Dmheart on the ^Gbrake^C

Underneath the ^Gsmooth tar curves A ^Croad is only ^Fdust and dirt On a ^Amlonely inter^Gchange The ^Fsigns all ^Dmlook the s^Game

'Cause a ^Croad is just a ^Groad and a ^Ffeeling's just a ^Gfeeling No ^Cmatter where you ^Ggo, from ^FBakersfield to ^GSan Antone A ^Croad is just a ^Groad when the ^Fone you love is ^Am/Eleaving on ^F Midnight's a^Am/Enother dawn^G, hundred miles a^Cgo

His wheels spun out of ^Gsight of me Oh, be^Clieving that I'd ^Fset him free But I'd ^Amheard the voice of the ^Gprisoner Saying he ^Fcouldn't get e^Dmnough of ^Gher

You can go by ^Gland and you can go by air You go by ^Csea, hell ^FI don't care ^AmGo any way you ^Gchoose ^FWearing out the soles of your ^Dmtravelling ^Gshoes

'Cause a ^Croad is just a ^Groad and a ^Ffeeling's just a ^Gfeeling No ^Cmatter where you ^Ggo, from ^FBangor, Maine to ^GEl Paso A ^Croad is just a ^Groad when the ^Fone you love is ^Am/Eleaving on ^F Midnight's a^Am/Enother dawn,^G a hundred miles a^Cgo ^Bb

And every sleepless ^Fnight I see him ^CScreaming by the ^Fscenery Not ^Bbnoticing a^Fnother mile That's ^Crolled down between ^Fhim and me Oh, him and ^Gme___^C_ ^G

'Cause a ^Croad is just a ^Groad and a ^Ffeeling's just a ^Gfeeling No ^Cmatter where you ^Ggo, from ^FWaterloo to ^GSan Bernardino A ^Croad is just a ^Groad when the ^Fone you love is ^Am/Eleaving on ^F Midnight's a^Am/Enother dawn,^G a hundred miles a^Cgo

'Cause a ^Croad is just a ^Groad and a ^Ffeeling's just a ^Gfeeling No ^Cmatter where you ^Ggo, from ^FWashington to ^GAmarillo A ^Croad is just a ^Groad when the ^Fone you love is ^Am/Eleaving on ^F Midnight's a^Am/Enother dawn,^G a hundred miles a^Cgo