John Hiatt – Haulin (Guitar)

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[Chorus 1]
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Fort Smith to Louisville

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I'm gonna see my baby

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See my baby with time to kill
[Verse 1]
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Well, I'm flyin', flyin'

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No one on the road tonight

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My radar detector's not buzzin'

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No eighteen wheeler, not a cop in sight
[Verse 2]
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Got a little gig in Nashville

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Beat it back to Arkansas

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Followed me all the way to Little Rock

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Sayin' something I done was against the law
[Chorus 2]
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So I'm haulin', haulin'

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Fort Smith to Louisville

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Gonna see my ba-by

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Gonna see my baby with time to kill

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So I'm haulin', haulin'

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I'm gonna get there

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Rollin' in the bluegrass of Kentucky

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I'm gonna get there
[Verse 3]
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V-8 slappin out real time

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Deeper than a 808

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Leakin'red eye gravy from my manifold

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Spoutin' hot coffee from the boiler plate
[Verse 4]
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I'm chewin' up the road like biscuits

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Makin' all the time in the world

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Sun comes up and I'm crossin'

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Kentucky state line gonna see my girl
[Verse 5]
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She likes it early in the mornin'

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Like it in the evening too

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In between she don't mind it

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Just about any old time will do
[Chorus 2]
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So I'm haulin', haulin'

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Fort Smith to Louisville

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I'm gonna see my ba-by

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See my baby with time to kill

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And I'm haulin', haulin'

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I'm gonna get there

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Rollin' in the green grass of Kentucky

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Yeah I'm gonna get there
[Verse 6]
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I tell her not to worry

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They couldn't pin nothin' on me

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Club owner short a hundred dollars

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I do it for fun, but I still gotta eat
[Verse 7]
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I cut him and I coasted through Conway

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Put him by the side of the road

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Made Fort Smith that evening

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Packed me a bag now I'm ready to go
[Chorus 3]
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And I'm haulin', haulin'

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Fort Smith to Louisville

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I'm gonna see my ba-by

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Gonna see my baby with time to kill

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Flyin', flyin'

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I'm gonna get there

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Rollin' in the green grass of Kentucky

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Oh I'm gonna get there

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Flyin', flyin'

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I'm gonna get there

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Rollin' in the green grass of Kentucky

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Oh I'm gonna get there