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there was a  broke down car sat on the side of the road in front of my house for a few days last month. sheriff put a red sticker on it warning it would be towed if not removed. sure, enough a wrecker and a sheriff deputy showed up and hauled it off camo rain jacket over a busted out driver side window and all. i have been there done that way back when. it makes a funny a story now, but some SOB is on foot now. 

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maybe completed i have a couple more verses working it turned into a different story went the second verse started coming together most likely changes coming any way for whats worth here is what i have so far
one edit and redo on the recording

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i am going to call it done now to lazy to type the new verse

G
there's a pistol in the glove box
Em
shot gun on the rack
         C
empty bottle of whiskey between us
D
but there ie cold beer in the back

old 68 ford with a step side
and three on the tree
not a care in the world between us
my brother and me

got a half tank of gas and a Qbeam
and lots of dirt roads
old sawed off mossberg 12 gauge
full of double aught loads

G                                       C                                   G
just another beer can tossed off in the floorboard
just one more mile down some old country road
D
that's where my troubles go
Em
that's just how i roll
D                                                       C                                  G
beer cans in the floorboard down some old country road

the oil companies came with the fracking
and hunting clubs to
up went gates and fences
what's a poor boy to do

now the dirt roads are all paved with gravel
for the saltwater trucks
and you don't need a spotlight
oil rigs light the night up

the timber was turned into paper
and pine trees grow in straight rows
they call it  a pine desert
where no wild life goes

G                                       C                                   G
just another beer can tossed off in the floorboard
just one more mile down some old country road
D
that's where my troubles go
Em
that's just how i roll
D                                                            C                             G
beer cans in the floorboard down some old country road

gone are the days up on hollow rock
and mount baldy to
where rode dirt bikes
and fished bear bayou

there's three generations of double wide's
and jim walter homes
chicken houses took over
where cattle once roamed

now everything is so different
you didnt see it change
you were gone before it happened
now it all seems so strange

chorus
there no more beer cans to toss off in the floorboard
there no more country roads to go down
where did they all go
there's no where left to roll
beer cans in the floorboard down some old country road
beer cans in the floorboard down soe old country road

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i have always wondered what a song i wrote would sound like done like this, cant thank you enough Jim 

wow been checking in trying to read post but the spam cancer it awful here