Besties

© Stephen Savitzky. CC-by-nc-sa.

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	Dm	Em?
I saw her	walking down the driveway to the	bus stop;

	Dm	Am
With a	backpack and a suitcase, and tears	running down her face

	Dm
She	stopped and looked me over and said

	Gm
"Honey, you're a	wreck

	Dm	Am	Dm
I	sure don't like to	leave you in this	place."

"I'd like to take you with me but I don't suppose I can;

He's treating you as bad as he did me."

And then said "This is crazy, but

I'll be in town til noon,

So just in case I'm leaving you the key."

I'm just an old self-driving truck,

I don't like taking chances,

But I want to change my luck,

I'll meet my friend tomorrow and I hope she'll treat me right

I wonder where we'll be tomorrow night.

I met her at the hotel door next morning

She jumped on board and said to me "Hey Honey, you're the best!"

With a dress that matched my paint job

and a camper shell for me,

We hit the road at noon and headed west.

A woman and a self-driving truck

You have to take some chances

And make your own damned luck,

We'll be best friends forever and we'll treat each other right,

And I know who will sleep with me tonight.