C A# C A# C When I was a young boy, it weren't too late C A# C A# C I had me a Buick, was a '48 F D# F D# F Yeah, tons and tons of rollin' steel C A# C A# C With a long black hood and four big wheels Well, I worked so hard I flunked out of school And everybody said I was a teenage fool Meanwhile I wrote me a new set of rules 'Bout how to get gone and how to be cool Well, we hit the road like a ton o' bricks With an old guitar and a few hot licks We were rockin' in the city and rockin' in the sticks Didn't make much money but we had a lotta kicks Chorus: C A# C Get it C A# C Get it C A# C Get it C A# C Get it F C Get gone, get gone G C Get gone, oh yeah, get gone F C Get gone, get gone G C Get gone, oh yeah, get gone Well, then one day a city slicker walked up Said, "Son, I'm gonna make you a million bucks Gonna fly around the country in a big ol' plane Gonna eat a lotta drugs, gonna feel no pain" Well, I knew we were breakin' that highway rule When we pulled outta town a little low on fuel That big ol' plane fell from the sky Me and the boys kissed the world goodbye Yeah, me and the boys kissed the world goodbye Get it, get it Chorus: Get gone, get gone Get gone, oh yeah, get gone Get gone, get gone Get gone, oh yeah, get gone Get it, get it, get it, get it Get gone, get gone Get gone, oh yeah, get gone Get gone, get gone Get gone, oh yeah, get gone | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C D# F G |