5 Am Blues

C G D D Bm Heavy load and close to mornin’ G A7 Half way home and here I'm yawning D A7 Almost out of smokes, well just my luck: G Fuel pump’s bad, my engine's missin’, D B7 Dirty windshield, wiper's hissin' E A7 I'm sick and tired of drivin' this old truck. G Mist and fog in every hollow D White lines gettin' hard to follow; G D A7 Was it only yesterday I left our yard? G Three gears left and revs are falling D B7 I'm bone tired and bed is callin’ E A7 D Bm Just to change that gear is gettin' kind-a hard. Mhm-Hmm C G D Just to change that gear is gettin' kind-a hard. Tag 1 C G D D Bm Camped awhile near Yarrawonga, G A7 Wish I'd slept a little longer, D A7 Or bad enough, this fog, when things are right, G Corners wet, my trailer's drifting D B7 Bet those outside wheels are lifting E A7 I gotta watch those shoulders too, tonight. G Highway signs are shinin' yellow, D Diesel roars smoke stakes bellow, G D A7 And daylight finds me close to Boggabri: G Soon that roadhouse at the border, D B7 T-bone steak and eggs I'll order. E A7 D Bm and I think I'll make it in then if I try. Mhm-Hmm. C G D I think I'll make it in then, if I try. C G D D Bm Better stop and fill my page in, G A7 Just to stop that lawman ragin' D A7 He books us drivers every chance he gets, G Empty overalls and jacket, D B7 Empty dashboard, where's that packet, E A7 Oh hell now, seems I'm out of cigarettes. G Mist and fog in every hollow, D White lines gettin' hard to follow; G D A7 Was it only yesterday I left our yard? G Camped a while near Yarrawonga, D B7 Wish I'd slept a little longer, E A7 D Bm And peering through this fog is gettin' hard. Mhm-hmm. C G D Peering' through this fog is gettin' hard. Tag 3 C G D Peering' through this fog is gettin' hard.