Collin Raye – Any Old Stretch Of Black Top (Guitar)

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I got money in my pocket and a guitar in my hand

      F                             F
These lonely nights without you are more than I can stand

  D                                D               A        A
I work like a puppet. . . But it's time to cut the strings

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Well, I hit the ground running. . . And I won't be looking back

        F                        F
I'll be like a locomotive headed down a one-way track

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It won't take too long, just you wait and see

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As long as it will lead me back to you

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Any old stretch of blacktop will do

D                                D
North, south, east or west, been everywhere it seems

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Uptown rooms and honky-tonks don't feel like home to me

        D                                 D
I'll be stepping out the rhythm while I'm singing a new song

         A                 C               D              E        E
And it's knowing where I'm going that will keep me moving on

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Turn my collar to the wind and put my thumb up in the air

F                             F
Flag a diesel down or catch a bus from anywhere

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Colorado, California, or even Kalamazoo

   G                            D
As long as it will lead me back to you

C                  D             A        A
Any old stretch of blacktop will do

        A                                 A
Well, I hit the ground running. . . And I won't be looking back

        F                        F
I'll be like a locomotive headed down a one-way track

D                       D                 A        A
It won't take too long, just you wait and see

   G                            D
As long as it will lead me back to you

C                  D             A        A
Any old stretch of blacktop will do

D                                D
North, south, east or west, been everywhere it seems

A                                  A
Uptown rooms and honky-tonks don't feel like home to me

        D                                 D
I'll be stepping out the rhythm while I'm singing a new song

       C                D            A                 A
’Cause right around the corner, I’ll see the lights of hell