You Can Sleep While I Drive

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"You Can Sleep While I Drive"

written by Melissa Ethridge, copyright 1989 Almo Music Corp.
sung by Trisha Yearwood on her "Thinkin' About You" CD
transcribed and submitted by Bruce Winges

(original is in Dm; play slowly, deliberately)


        
 Em                          
 D
Come on baby, let's get out of this town
        
 Em                         
 D
I got a full tank of gas, with the top rolled down
        
 A                                   
 Bm        
 G
There's a chill in my bones, I don't want to be left alone
   
 Em            
 G            
 D
So baby, you can sleep while drive.


I'll pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket I'll carry my harp
I got some money I saved, enough to get underway
And baby, you can sleep while I drive.


We'll go through Tucson up to Santa Fe
And Barbara in Nashville says we're welcome to stay
I'll buy you boots down in Texas, a hat from New Orleans
And in the morning you can tell me your dreams.

               
 A
You know I've seen it before
                
 G          
 D
This mist that covers your eyes
             
 A                           
 G            
 D
You've been looking for something that's not in your life
    
 A                              
 Bm           
 G
My intentions are true, won't you take me with you
     
 Em             
 G           
 D
And baby, you can sleep while I drive.


 Bm  
 A   
 D
Oh, oh, oh is it other arms you want to

 Bm   
 A   
 D
h--o--ld   you, the stranger,
     
 A
the lover, you're free
           
 Bm           
 G  (pause)
Can't you get that with me?


Come on baby, let's get out of this town
I've got a full tank of gas, with the top rolled down
If you won't take me with you, I'll go before night is through
And baby, you can sleep while I drive.

-Bruce Winges (WingesB@AOL.com)