Primeira Estrofe: 
  C/G 
Driving through the long night 
                                         Am 
Trying to figure who's right and who's wrong 
                 C/G 
Now the kid has gone. 
C/G 
I sit belted up tight, She sucks on a match light, 
          Am       C/G 
glowing bronze, stee…ring on. 
       F/C 
And I might be more of a man 
       G                                        C/G           Am 
if I stopped this in it's tracks And said, come on, let's go home. 
      F/C 
But she's got the wheel, 
    G                                   Am F/C G 
And I've got nothing except what I have on. 

 

[Refrão]
                               C/G 
When you're driving with the brakes on 
                                Am 
When you're swimming with your boots on, 
                      F/C 
It's hard to say you love someone 
G                            Am F/C G     G7 
   And it's hard to say you don't 

Segunda Estrofe (idem 1.ª): 
Trying to keep the mood right 
trying to steer the conversation from 
The thing we've done. 
She shuts up the ashtray, and I say it's a long way 
back now hon, She just yawns. 
And we might get lost someplace 
So desolate that no one where we're from would ever come 
But she's got the wheel and I've got to deal from now on. 

Refrão: 
                               C/G 
When you're driving with the brakes on 
                                Am 
When you're swimming with your boots on, 
                      F/C 
It's hard to say you love someone 
G                            Am F/C G     G7 
   And it's hard to say you don't 

Interlúdio: 
                     C/G          Am F/C                                Am F/C     C/G 
But unless the moon falls tonight,                unless continents collide, 
                 Am    F/C   G                        Am F/C G     G7 
Nothing's gonna make me,              break from her side 

Refrão: 
                               C/G 
When you're driving with the brakes on 
                                Am 
When you're swimming with your boots on, 
                      F/C 
It's hard to say you love someone 
G                            Am F/C G     G7 
   And it's hard to say you don't