Intro 
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Verse 1
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Eighteen wheeler, backroad dealer 
C                         G 
Hundred different ways to ride 
G                                      G 
If you'da seen what I seen, done what I done 
         A                      G 
You'd be lookin' for a place to hide 
G 
Even if I had a shiny silver dollar 
G                                 C 
Every time I missed the promised land 
             G 
I'd still be two bucks shy at the back of the line 
 G                 D 
'Cause they ain't never gonna let me in 
 
Chorus
G 
Oh lordy, when my pride got the best of me 
        C                     G 
When my pride got the best of me 
G 
I was a stuck-up, no good son of a gun 
          A                D 
Until the good lord set me free 
G 
Found a way to put it all together 
C                       A 
Tried to make the whole world see, 
        C             G 
Foolish pride begone, glory Saint Mary 
D                  G 
Hallelujah, let me be 
 
Verse 2
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Well, cold hard money, and cash and clothes 
C                  G 
Livin' it up every day 
G 
A weekend trip down to Vegas 
      A                 D 
Right up until the repo came 
G                                  G 
There I was on the ground with the shit comin' down 
                        C 
'Til I saw a shimmering light 
     G           G 
Lady luck in her two-piece bikini 
        D                       G 
Come to fly me home through the night 
 
Chorus
G 
Lordy, when the dealer got a hold of me 
         C                    G 
When the dealer got a hold of me 
G 
I was a rollin', reelin', two-time cheatin' 
              A           D 
'Til the good lord set me free 
G 
Found a way to put it all together 
    C                       A 
And tried to make the whole world see, yeah 
      C               G 
Dirty dealin' begone, glory Saint Mary 
D                  G 
Hallelujah, let me be, come on 
 
Instrumental bridge
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Verse 3
G 
Well, Honky Tonk Hell is a hell of a place 
           C                  G 
They got a big old dance room hall 
 
Seats reserved for all the folks down in Nashville 
            A                 D 
For writin' phony-ass country songs, 
        G                 F 
And if people ever get to askin' 
                             C 
Mr. Gabe Lee, how you end up here? 
           G 
I look 'em dead in the eye and my only reply 
      D                        G 
Is to hit 'em with a mile-long stare 
 
Chorus
                F 
Lordy, when the devil got a hold of me 
         C                   G 
When the devil got a hold of me 
 
I felt a black hole way down deep in my heart 
          A                D 
Until the good lord set me free 
G 
Found a way to put it all together 
C                             A 
Tried to make the whole world see, yeah 
         C             G 
Punk-ass devil begone, glory Saint Mary 
D                  Em 
Hallelujah, let me be 
         C             G 
Punk-ass devil begone, glory Saint Mary 
D                                  G 
Hallelujah,     hallelujah, let me be 
 
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