Twenty-First Century Breakup Song
              Copyright Stephen Savitzky.  CC by-nc-sa/4.0.

D                            G
My wife left me early Monday morning,
           D                             A
Packed her bags and walked right out the door
       D
Sayin' "You don't treat me better
                           G
Than that wreck you call a truck.
     D            A              D
I've had it and I won't take any more".

Now I spent the evening drinking, feeling sorry for myself
I guess that maybe what she said was true
But just as I was thinking
That things couldn't get much worse
My pickup truck drove off and left me too


    D     D5                      G
    Don't ever buy a self-driving truck
       D
    If it decides to leave you
                           A
    You'll be clean out of luck
        D                       G                D
    But if you ever get one, be sure to treat it right,
                       A            D
    I wonder who'll be riding her tonight

I went in to town next morning on my tractor
The road was dusty and it took me half a day
I went into the bar and
asked if anyone had seen
A truck without a driver pass that way.


    Don't ever buy a self-driving truck
    If it decides to leave you
    You'll be clean out of luck
    But if you ever get one, be sure to treat it right,
    I wonder who'll be riding her tonight

Everybody laughed at me and and said "it serves you right"
My pickup met my wife at her hotel;
They both cleaned up real pretty
And they took off headed west
With a red dress and a brand new camper shell


    Don't ever buy a self-driving truck
    It might run off with your wife and then
    You'll be clean out of luck
    I've just myself to blame because I didn't treat them right,
    I wonder where they're gonna be tonight.



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