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Highway 29 - Bruce Springsteen 

 

C                F                            C 

I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size seven 

                                        Am7 

I said there's no smokin' in the store ma'am 

C/G                       F 

She crossed her legs and then 

                                                     C 

We made some small talk, that's where it should have stopped 

                 Am7     C/G            F 

She slipped me a number, I put it in my pocket 

                                                      C 

My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind 

                    Am7  F 

In that little roadhouse 

           C 

On highway 29 



                    F               C 

It was a small town bank, it was a mess 

             Am7  C/G           F

Well I had a gun, you know the rest 



Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood 

            C                     Am7         F

And she was cryin', her and me we headed south 

           C

On highway 29 

 

                       Am7                           F 

In a little desert motel, the air it was hot and clean 

                         C               G 

l slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream 

                 Am7                           F 

I woke in the morning washed my face in the sink 

                     C                            G

We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the borderline 



           F                             C 

The winter sun, shot through the black trees 

                   Am7

I told myself it was all something in her 

          C/G                 F

But as we drove I knew it was something in me 

                                          C

Something had been comin' for a long long time 

                       Am7          F

And something that was here with me now 

            C

On highway 29 



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                                F             C

The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline 

                     Am7  C/G              F

She wasn't sayin' nothin', it was just a dream 



The wind come silent through the windshield 

                                      C

All I could see was snow and sky and pines 

                             Am7

I closed my eyes and I was runnin', 

C/G                          F

Yeah, I was runnin' then I was flyin'..... 



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