Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
Verse 1:
C majorC FF C majorC
The summer sun was beating down, no pity would it show.
C majorC G+G
George Chesters office air conditioner would no longer go.
C majorC FF C majorC
As pools of sweat rolled off his brow he had one reverie.
C majorC G+G C majorC
He saw himself with his wife and kids in his cottage by the sea.
Verse 2:
C majorC FF C majorC
He paid for his car at the parking lot which gave the poor man chills.
C majorC G+G
\u2028The attendant laughed and walked away thumbing a roll of bills.\u2028
C majorC FF C majorC
He started the engine with trembling hands at the end of a long, hard day.
C majorC G+G C majorC
\u2028And placing himself in the hands of God he drove to the long freeway.
Verse 3:
C majorC FF C majorC
The traffic stretched far as the eye could see as bumper to bumper they sped.\u2028
C majorC G+G
They drove at supernatural speed, which filled his heart with dread.
C majorC FF C majorC
\u2028Sometimes they stopped for an hour or more and a thousand horns would blow.\u2028
C majorC G+G C majorC
George Chester's eyes rolled back in his head and his poor brain started to go.
Verse 4:
C majorC FF C majorC
He came at last to the turnpike gate and he laid his money down.\u2028
C majorC G+G
He took the first turn to the right and he followed the curve around.
C majorC FF C majorC
\u2028He took each bend of the cloverleaf, he followed every sign.
C majorC G+G C majorC
\u2028And when he came back to the same tollgate, he gave them another dime.
Verse 5:
C majorC FF C majorC
His hands were tight on the steering wheel, his lips and throat were dry.
C majorC G+G
\u2028He swore by all that he held dear he'd make it through or die.\u2028
C majorC FF C majorC
He took the first turn to the right the cloverleaf to go through.
C majorC G+G C majorC
\u2028He was quite sure of his success 'til the tollgate hove in view.
Verse 6:
C majorC FF C majorC
And now they say when the Moon is full and the cloverleaf is still,
C majorC G+G C\u2028
The sound of an engine can be heard labouring up the hill.
C majorC FF C majorC
\u2028A dime drops in the toll machine in the cool of a summer's night,\u2028
C majorC G+G C majorC
And eternally that poor car takes the first turn to the right.
(Words and music by Tom Paxton, 1965)