Eight Days On The Road (cifrada)
CHORUS:
A D
Eight days on the road
Em
On my own
D
Tonight it's for sure
D
There ain't nothing
Em A
That eight days on the road won't cure
A
So make way
D
I'm coming through
Em
I'm leaving you
D
And that is a fact
Em A
And honey, After eight days I ain't looking back.
A
I've been down
Em
I've been out
D
I've been north
Em A
And honey, I've been, And honey, I've been south.
CHORUS:
A D
Eight day on the road
Em
I've got the lightest load
D
Nothing's ever been
Em A
I've been hangin', After eight days I don't see no end.
A
And these wheels
D
Make a lonesome sound
Em
As they hug the ground
D
Yeah, I'll admit,
Em A
That somehow, After eight days you get used to it.