D                            C                          G
         Quit my job flipped off the boss took my name off the pay roll

       D                             C                               G
         picked up my cell rang my babies bell said i'm three miles from 
         
         home
                 D                                       C             G
         I said sugar won't you put on that sun dress I like so much

         D                                  C            G
         wait out by the road im comin' to pick you up


           D           G         
CHORUS   (whoa whoa) throw your suitcase in the back

           D          G
         (whoa Whoa) done gassed up the Pontiac

           D          G                                                          
         (whoa whoa) blastin' out the Johnny Cash
           C                         G                       D
           headin' for the highway baby we aint ever comin' back

         D G (2x)

       D                                    C                            
         It's Four-hundred and sixty-seven miles to the outskirts of Las 
          G
          Vegas

          D                                      C
          What do ya say we go get married by a preacher man who 
                      G
          Looks like Elvis
         D                                    C              G
         sugar don't worry about tellin' your momma goodbye
 
               D                                     C         G
         we'll send her a souvenir postcard from the wild side


           D           G
CHORUS   (whoa whoa) throw your suitcase in the back

           D          G
         (whoa Whoa) done gassed up the Pontiac

           D                  G                          
         (whoa whoa) blastin' out the Johnny Cash 


           D           G
CHORUS   (whoa whoa) throw your suitcase in the back

           D          G
         (whoa Whoa) done gassed up the Pontiac

           D            G                          
         (whoa whoa) blastin' out the Johnny Cash  
             C                         G                       D
           headin' for the highway baby we aint ever comin' back
           G                         D
          baby we aint never comin' back



           D          G
         (whoa whoa)