Little House On The Highway

A/D G/D D A/D D D D D D A Making my way past Tullahoma, better pick up the pace D A D I'm traveling with a three ring circus, headed for Santa Fe D A I finally found a radio station that's keeping me wide a- wake D G D A D And just when I like what I hear playing is when it starts fading a- way G D We're stacking up miles and slowing down the passing lane G A A truckers tan and dirty Ray Bans, looking for a place to top off the propane D Moving along in this little house on the highway Inst D D D D A The cabinet doors keep swinging open, each time I make a left D G D A D The only way I know where I'm going is chasing the sun straight west Repeat Chorus Inst D D D G G G A A D Wheels keep rolling into mountain tops and the hills are all beginning to rise You'll know you finally made it there, when the wood is all petrified G D We'll don't use a brake, pop the clutch and shift those gears G A It's no man's land to the Rio Grand, driving through the sand and we're just out here Repeat Chorus D D DLittle house on the D highway D D