Guitar chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) 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)