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Date: 11/3/99; 11:17:48 AM
From: kdp3078@labs.tamu.edu
Subject: Southbound 35 by Pat Green transcribed by Kris Pierce

SOUTHBOUND 35

F   C    D         F    C    D          F    C    D
                                                 D
What the hell am I doing in Kansas City
F                    C                     D
I know damn well it aināt where I belong
F                      C                             D
Think Iāll quit my job come 5 oāclock
   C                   G                      D
Find my lonely way back home
My baby said just what are you tryin to prove here
Do you really want to leave me here alone
I said Iām starin at this ocean full of heineken drinkin yankees
Iād rather be in Texas on my own



CHORUS                 A          G             D
We were southbound 35,  we were headed down the road
         A                    G                     F           C           D
Hit the border by the mornin,  let Texas fill my soul
               F            C            D
Yeah let Texas fill my soul

The tears started flowin bout the time that I was leavin
She said I guess you better take me along
God might have made me born a yankee
But itās time that I made texas now my home
So we loaded her stuff on down in to my pickup
Said goodbye to all my friends
Called my brother livin down in Austin Texas
Siad Iām headed home again

CHORUS

A
She had her feet up on the dashboard       She was holdin my hand and wearin only a smile          She said itās gonna be hard to start all over
            C                    G                                    D
But the feelin I have well itās makes it all worth while    CHORUS