Johnny Cash(Chords)

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 	 Quit my job flipped off the boss took my name off the pay roll  

       (Screw You Man) 

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

         E                                  D               A (quick hit) 
 	 wait out by the road im comin' to pick you up 


           E         D                    A 
Chorus 	 (whoa whoa) throw your suitcase in the back 

           E         D                    A 
 	 (whoa Whoa) done gassed up the Pontiac 

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

 	 FILL RIFF 

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

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


           E         D                    A 
Chorus 	 (whoa whoa) throw your suitcase in the back 

           E         D                    A 
 	 (whoa Whoa) done gassed up the Pontiac 

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


:SLIDE GUITAR SOLO: 

           E         D                    A 
Chorus 	 (whoa whoa) throw your suitcase in the back 

           E         D                    A 
 	 (whoa Whoa) done gassed up the Pontiac 

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

         Suey! 

:Outro:
	        

Written by Rodney Clawson/Vicky McGehee/John Rich