INTRO:

    G           G           G          G
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G -5p4-2-2/4-|-5p4-2-2/4-|-5p4-2-2/4-|-5p4-2-2/4-|
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VERSE:
   G
I know it's a bad car, I know it's a piece of junk
   C                           G
I know the best tire on it, is in the trunk
               G
Just when you start to pass, it always starts to shake
            C                                 G
'Cause over 55, it's a bitch to drive on the interstate


PD-C HORUS:
            Am                      G
Yeah, it's broke-down more than it runs
         Am                           G
But I'm broke-down knowing that it's done


CHORUS:
    C                                G
It witnessed all those tears nobody ever saw me cry
         C                                Bm
When I broke the law through Arkansas to tell my dad goodbye
    C                              Bm
It didn't get there pretty, but it got me there that day
          Am                         D
So I'm a little sad to see it roll away


VERSE:
N.C.            G
 I know it's a bad car, I know that the windshield's cracked
     C                           G
When it isn't leaking oil, it's leaking gas
           G
It always needs a jump, it always needs Freon
                C                                           G
Yeah, there's death and taxes, and the check engine light blinkin' on


CHORUS:
         C                               G
But it heard the first bad word that my firstborn ever said
 C                                       Bm
Running late when I hit the brakes at a yellow turning red
               C                               Bm
There's still Kool-Aid on the console that reminds me of that day
          Am                         D          Am Am Am  G G  D D
So I'm a little sad to see it roll away, roll away


BDA K:
     C                        Bm
It knows more of my secrets, than I'll ever tell
Am
So to keep from crying, as they tow it away
          D
I tell myself


OUTRO:
N.C.            G
 I know it's a bad car, I know it's a piece of junk
   C                           G
I know the best tire on it, is in the trunk