G D C9 2x 
 
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A young man driving down a dusty road 
G            D              C9 
Like he's got somewhere to go 
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Driving like he's got a destination 
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Like he's got somewhere to go in that beat-up Ford 
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There was a time when he was a young lost soul 
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He was chasing butterflies and rainbows 
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Until one day when he found his pot of gold 
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In the words of a young man who turned old 
 
G                   D          C9 
You've gotta have a good imagination 
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If you're gonna live the life of old 
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You've got to drive that Ford like it's a stallion 
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And you've got to wear your heart just like a gun 
G            D    C 
The old man sa---id 
G            D    C 
The old man sa---id 
  
 
The boy walked out with a new-found hero 
The boy, he walked away a man 
And he said to himself that dusty day way down in Texas 
I'm never gonna walk this path again 
 
 (CHORUS) 
 
The boy walked out he was dreaming of wild times 
When old cowboys, they broke down cattle lines 
Now all those fields are all but gone 
But his heart's still free and he rides on 
 
G            D    C 
The old man sa---id 
G            D    C 
The old man sa---id 
G            D    C 
The old man sa---id 
 
G            D              C9 
A young man driving down a dusty road 
G            D              C9 
Like he's got somewhere to go 
G                 D         C9 
Driving like he's got a destination 
G                D                      C9 
Like he's got somewhere to go in that beat-up Ford 
 
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