Flying Down The Highway chords by Frank Foster

Chords with lyrics

Intro:
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Verse 1:
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Well it's a Saturday night down in Dixie
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Shots full of rhythm and whiskey
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And what do you know it's time to play
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Grab your boots and jump off the tour bus
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There's a rowdy crowd waiting on us
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Somebody show me to the stage
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Give me the mic put me in the spotlight
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Because everybody came here to get right
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And them blue collar boys just got paid

Chorus:
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We'll be rockin till the break of day
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And flyin on down the highway

Verse 2:
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We came to give you more for your money
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Southern rock and some outlaw country
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And don't forget about my solid gold
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That ole underground crown has been tooken
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I got music like mommas home cooking
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Lord it just feels good in your soul
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So turn it on and crank it up to twelve son
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We gonna kick like daddy's ole pump gun
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Get paid then we gettin on down the road

Chorus:
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We'll be rockin till the break of day
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Then flyin on down the highway
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We'll be rockin till the break of day-hey
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We'll be rockin till the break of day
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Then flyin on down the highway

Solo:
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Verse 3:
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Hey there mister bartender
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A majorA roughneck don't need a blender
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Son pop a top on something cold
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And grab a few for me and the fella's
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And that gal in the sunshine yellow
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With a thousand eyes that are out of control
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And if she needs to get her another
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Cause later on down a dirt road brother
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I'm gonna take her to a spot that nobody knows
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Rock with her to the break of day
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Then fly on down the highway
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We'll be rockin till the break of day-hey
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We'll be rockin till the break of day
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