A Five a.m. in the morning, E whiskey still running through my head A I could get out of bed and maybe E A I'll just have another cigarette As long as I can remember seems all I've ever done is work The boss is a jerk and I ain't paying the rent Spent my whole life shovelin' dirt Chorus: D A E A I'm going to get outta Hell in my Dodge F# A Can't take this anymore D A E A Going to go downtown pick up my girl F# E There ain't nothing worth waiting for Take the road less traveled Spend my life behind the wheel Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge Freedom made out of steel There's a knock on the door from the Sheriff Asking me where I was last night Seems somebody looking a lot like me Had taking up with his wife He said son if I ever catch him There's going to be some hell to pay He'll be gone for good if I see him again Because I just might blow him away Chorus What's a poor man supposed to do Stuck in the middle and trapped by the blues Baby, I'm sick of these blues Chorus: I'm going to get outta Hell in my Dodge Can't take this anymore Going to go downtown pick up my girl There ain't nothing worth waiting for Well I Don't care if I'm wrong or right Gotta split this town tonight Going to get outta Hell in my Dodge Live my life behind the wheel I'm Gonna get outta Hell in my Dodge My freedom made out of steel | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E F# |