Haulin Ukulele tab

	  

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Haulin', I'm haulin' 
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Fort Smith to Louisville 
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I'm gonna see my baby 
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See my baby with time to kill 


 
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Well, I'm flyin', flyin' 
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No one on the road tonight 
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My radar detector's not buzzin' 
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No eighteen wheeler, not a cop in sight 


 
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Got a little gig in Nashville 
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Beat it back to Arkansas 
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Followed me all the way to Little Rock 
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Sayin' something I done was against the law 


 
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So I'm haulin', haulin' 
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Fort Smith to Louisville 
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Gonna see my ba-by 
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Gonna see my baby with time to kill 
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So I'm haulin', haulin' 
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I'm gonna get there 
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Rollin' in the bluegrass of Kentucky 
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I'm gonna get there 


 
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V-8 slappin out real time 
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Deeper than a 808 
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Leakin'red eye gravy from my manifold 
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Spoutin' hot coffee from the boiler plate 


 
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I'm chewin' up the road like biscuits 
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Makin' all the time in the world 
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Sun comes up and I'm crossin' 
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Kentucky state line gonna see my girl 



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She likes it early in the mornin' 
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Like it in the evening too 
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In between she don't mind it 
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Just about any old time will do 


 
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So I'm haulin', haulin' 
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Fort Smith to Louisville 
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I'm gonna see my ba-by 
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See my baby with time to kill 
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And I'm haulin', haulin' 
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I'm gonna get there 
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Rollin' in the green grass of Kentucky 
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Yeah I'm gonna get there 


 
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I tell her not to worry 
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They couldn't pin nothin' on me 
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Club owner short a hundred dollars 
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I do it for fun, but I still gotta eat 


 
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I cut him and I coasted through Conway 
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Put him by the side of the road 
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Made Fort Smith that evening 
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Packed me a bag now I'm ready to go 



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And I'm haulin', haulin' 
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Fort Smith to Louisville 
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I'm gonna see my ba-by 
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Gonna see my baby with time to kill 
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Flyin', flyin' 
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I'm gonna get there 
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Rollin' in the green grass of Kentucky 
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Oh I'm gonna get there 
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Flyin', flyin' 
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I'm gonna get there 
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Rollin' in the green grass of Kentucky 
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Oh I'm gonna get there