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Highway Forty-One
Out Of The Woodwork V
August 16, 2005 by Gary E. Andrews
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Chords:
C/G bass 332O1O
F X33211
G7 32OOO1

I'm sorry this is over.
I see you've taken up with him.
Life with me was no bed of clover.
Good luck with Gentleman Jim.
You love his motorcycle.
I've seen you admiring his guns.

He'll hurt you,
And desert you,
Somewhere up Highway Forty-One.

I always will remember,
That night you took me in,
With your sly maneuver,
And your friendly grin.
I hope you won't forget me.
We had a wonderful run.
I'll find you
And remind you,
Somewhere up Highway Forty-One.

You'll be sitting at your window.
I'll just be passin' by.
You won't call me in,
Though, later, you'll be wondering why.
You'll struggle with convictions,
From morning 'til setting sun.
I'll bet you
Pride won't let you
Follow me up Highway Forty-One.

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Highway Forty-One August 16, 2005 by Gary E. Andrews
All Rights Reserved For The Globe

Just a rhyme. Highway 41, Adams County, Ohio.