| G | C | D | G | |
| There's a | tavern up on the roadside I must be | coming | into | town |
| F | D | |
| The moon must be in Aries Because the | truck ain't slowing | down |
| Am | C | D | G | |
| Pulled back on the | throttle I've been doing | that all | day |
| C | D | G | |
| Looking ahead for a right-hand turn To | carry | me a | way |
| G | C | D | G | |
| There's | times for understanding It don't | seem like | one of | those |
| F | D | |
| The times are too demanding When you're | hanging by your | nose |
| Am | C | D | G | |
| So why | don't you just get | out of here And leave me | here to | pray |
| C | D | G | |
| That one of these mornings the sun's going to rise And | carry | me aw | ay |
| CHORUS: |
| G | C | D | G | C | D | G | |
| Carry me | ove | r the | highway Carry me | ove | r the | sky |
| C | D | Em | C | D | G | |
| Carry me | over | the | loneliness That I'm | feeling | here to | night |
| C | D | G | |
| You know I'm feeling just like a riptide And I'm | feeling a | little | scared |
| F | D | |
| A twisted maze of old highways No | body has rep | aired |
| Am | C | D | G | |
| It ain't | nothing that can't be | handled Like an actor | in a | play |
| C | D | G | |
| Who becomes enraged, jumps from the stage And | gets a little | carried a | way |
| C | D | G | |
| Now all of your highways Don't mean | much to | me no | more |
| F | D | |
| I've been on all of your highway roads Of | that you can be | sure |
| Am | C | D | G | |
| But I | still get lost on a | ll of them roads I can't seem to | find my | way |
| C | D | G | |
| I know there's one out there somewhere To | carry | me a | way |
| (CHORUS) |