Theme for a Trucker Whiskeytown by Ryan Adams Capo III [E]So you’re a trucker, [A]hard [E]drivin Mr. King of the Road Feeling [B]lonely, drinking coffee, If she had [E]only [A]ever [E]known [E]Drove a lot today, or [A]was it [E]yesterday Just the memory you know Can’t [B]dilude it, or see through it You go [E]through it, you [A]head [E]home There is a [B]motel with no vacancy There is [A]no possi[E]bility That you could [A]drive yourself to [E]ever be The [B]man you [A]once [E]were