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Road Runner chords by Lainey Wilson

  • A

  • G

  • F#m

    2
  • D

  • C

Intro 1
A
G
F#m
G
A
G
F#m
G
Verse 1
A
My white Tacoma
G
F#m
and right Tecovas a match and kerosene
G
A
G
I pit stopped in here for one cold
F#m
G
beer and you tumbled into me
A
We talked all night,
G
F#m
G
I bummed a light that turned into a wildfire
A
But I can't slow down,
G
F#m
G
I cut through town like a rusty old barbed wire

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Verse 2
A
G
Baby, I'm a roadrunner
D
Heads Carolina, tails Timbuktu
A
There ain't no wonder
G
Nobody's had enough,
D
get up and go in their boots
A
Finger in the air, slinging prayers,
hair wind blown
Pedal to the medal,
D
A
burning rubber off of Bridgestones
I've never loaded my shotgun seat
G
D
I'm a roadrunner and, baby,
you can run with me
A
G
F#m
Verse 3
G
A
G
The motel vacant sign is flashing like
F#m
A
G
it don't want me to leave
A
G
But I gotta chase the sunrise and
A
F#m
G
keep the tumble in my weed
A
G
I wanna taste your cowboy kiss,
F#m
G
but in a different state
A
G
If you want to, you better grab your
F#m
G
boots made for the highway
Verse 4
A
G
Baby, I'm a roadrunner
D
Heads Carolina, tails Timbuktu
A
There ain't no wonder
G
Nobody's had enough,
D
get up and go in their boots
A
Finger in the air, slinging prayers,
hair wind blown
Pedal to the medal,
D
A
burning rubber off of Bridgestones
I've never loaded my shotgun seat
G
D
I'm a roadrunner and,
A
baby, you can run with me
Verse 5
G
D
F#m
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
D
A
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
G
D
F#m
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
G
Ah, hoo hoo
Interlude 1
G
A
G
D
A
G
D
G
D
F#m
G
Verse 6
A
G
D
Road, road, road runner
F#m
D
Alabama, Mississippi,
G
D
G
Tennessee, Arizona
A
D
Road, road, road runner
G
D
Rolling down the road,
G
tryna find me another
A
Verse 7
A
Roadrunner
G
D
Heads Carolina, tails Timbuktu
A
There ain't no wonder
G
Nobody's had enough,
D
get up and go in their boots
A
Finger in the air, slinging prayers,
D
hair wind blown
G
Pedal to the medal,
D
A
burning rubber off of Bridgestones
I've never loaded my shotgun seat
G
I'm a roadrunner and,
D
A
baby, you can run with me
Verse 8
G
D
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
G
A
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
G
F#m
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
D
G
A
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
G
D
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
A
D
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
A
C
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
D
Ah, hoo hoo hoo
Ah, hoo hoo
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