Unleaded

Band: Cast Iron Filter Intro: G C D C G C D C GCDCGCDC G C Hey, boy, where you headed to? D C Well let me tag along G C You seem cool, but at this point D C It don't matter if I'm wrong G C I been hitchin' since the great divide D C I been down more roads than your mama's tried G C DC So do you think you got a seat inside for me? G C So you're headed to Santa Fe D C Been drivin since Des Moines G C I got a little something tucked away D C But right now I'm livin' on coin G C Sonny, don't we look an awful wreck D C And I tell you I hate them bottlenecks G C D C Unless they're restin' gently against my lips Chorus: D I come a long way C G I like to push my luck D I'm headed to Monterey C G In this old beat up truck C D With a little time, I'll beat my fears G C I only need a ride and a couple of beers G D G But it takes more than gasoline, son, to get to Paradise So you're just outta Leavenworth You been out two weeks You got yourself shipped out with the mail And now you're headed for the sea Well you might wanna head down to Santa Crow Cause there's a lotta pretty women in Mexico Sonny, just take me as far as you can flee Chorus: I come a long way I got a ways to go I'm takin' this beat up truck to Old Mexico With a little time, I'll beat my fears I only need a ride and a couple of beers But it takes more than gasoline, son, to get to Paradise