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Intro C
F C
I slipped on her shoe; she was a perfect size seven.
I said, "There's no smoking in the store, ma'am."
FShe crossed her legs and then
CWe made some small talk; that's where it should have stopped.
She slipped me her number; I put it in my pocket.
CMy hand slipped up her skirt; everything slipped my mind
Am7 FIn that little roadhouse
On Highway 29.
It was a small town bank; it was a mess.
Well, I had a gun. You know the rest.
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin'; her and me we headed south
On Highway 29.
Am7 FIn a little desert motel, the air was hot and clean.
C GI slept the sleep of the dead; I didn't dream.
I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink.
C GWe headed into the Sierra Madres, 'cross the border line.
The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me,
Something that'd been comin' for a long, long time
And something that was here with me now
On Highway 29.
Fill: C with walking bass notes: C F G A G C
The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline.
She wasn't saying nothin'; it was just a dream.
The wind come silent through the windshield,
All I could see was snow, sky and pines.
I closed my eyes and I was runnin'.
I was runnin' and then I was flyin'
Outro: F C Am7 C/G F
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