Highway 17 chords by Guy Clark, Rodney Crowell
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Verse 1
(A minor) This kind of went on up the block
when I was a kid.
I put away fifteen (D minor) grand
doing (A minor) one night stands,
(D minor) mostly liquor (A minor) stores and filling stations.
(D minor) Me and this peepin' Tom
by the name of J .D. Swan
and any number of his
(B flat major) oddblood relation (F major) s
(A minor) This was armed robbery in 1957
and mostly our getaways were clean
I'd (F major) pay off the boys
(B flat major) and I'd bury the bread out on (F major) Highway 17
I (A minor) had five kids and a wife
with one dress
and a yard full of cars that won't run
My two oldest (D minor) boys, they
were on to my noise,
they des (F major) pised what the (B flat major) daddy done (F major)
(E major) But I did what I did
the best way that I could,
making my (A minor) plans by the light of day
the night (F major) would fall (D minor) it was time to call
I (A minor) was always (E major) on my way now
(A minor) JD he was crazy and he was inbred
and he drank whiskey
like he's going out of style
you know I should have (F major) seen it coming
the (A minor) right was on (D minor) the wall
he's getting just a little (A minor) too loose and (F major) wild
and (A minor) he made his mistake out
on Airline Drive
you know those North Houston
cops are quick
(F major) Blew a hole (D minor) in J .D. the size
of (F major) Dallas
(D minor) Put a lump on my head
with the brunt of a nightstick
(F major) (A minor) (F major)
(A minor) You know that (E major) five to
ten in Huntsville
ain't no good time, boys
When (A minor) I walk that line,
do you know what I mean?
Cause my (F major) mind was snug on that hole
I dug (D minor) out on (E major) Highway 17
(A minor) I said, my mind was snug on that hole
I (F major) dug out (E major) on Highway 17 (A minor)
So I served my time
the only way I knew how
Thinkin' big and makin' plans
(F major) All about (C major) how to ways
I was gonna (B flat major) change the world
when I get my hands on that 15 (F major) grand
You (A minor) know C .W. and Herschel,
my two oldest boys,
they took care of their mommas
and their little sisters
the best way that they could
Dealin' dimes (B flat major) and stealin' (F major) hubcaps,
you know
(A minor) Pretty soon they were doing (F major) good
(A minor) And I (E major) walked out those prison gates
a free man on the first (A minor) day of November 1963
I (F major) Kissed (D minor) my wife and I hugged my babies,
but they (E major) didn't seem the same to me
The boys looked (A minor) on they (E major) were already (A minor) grown
it was written across their
eyes and their faces
And I'm the perfect (F major) sample
of a bad example
(D minor) Gone (F major) forever from their graces
(D minor) But baby, (A minor) six long years
and a lot can change
Many miles beyond your wildest dreams
But a (F major) six -lane wide
modern interstate ride
Out on Highway 17
Lord, (A minor) they broke my back
They built a (F major) concrete track out
on (E major) Highway 17
(A minor) Yeah, they sunk my ship
Need the (F major) concrete strip out
on (E major) Highway 17
(A minor) So you can bury me
Need that (F major) concrete free out
(E major) on Highway 17 (A minor)
(E major)
You know, for some reason,
I think mankind has
always been fascinated
with pushing dirt around.
Find a nice little pile of dirt over here
and just got to have it
over here, you know?
Can't leave well enough alone. (E major)
It's kind of a little exist
ential treatise
on pushing dirt around.
Highway 17
Guy Clark, Rodney Crowell
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