Del Amitri, Driving With The Brakes On (1992)
^{Key: :[Eb] (w: Justin Currie)}

VERSE 1:
[Eb] Driving through the long night, trying to figure who's right and who's [Cm] wrong
Now the kid has [Eb] gone.
I sit belted up tight, she sucks on a match light, glowing [Cm] bronze, steering [Eb] on.
And I [Ab] might be more a man if I [Bb] stopped this in it's tracks, and said come [Cm] on, let's go [Eb] home.
But [Ab] she's got the wheel, and [Bb] I've got nothing except what I have [Eb] on. [Ab]

CHORUS:
When you're driving with the [Eb] brakes on. When you're swimming with you're [Cm] boots on.
It's hard to say you love [Ab] someone, [Bb] and it's hard to say you [Cm] don't [Ab] [Bb]

VERSE 2:
[Eb] Trying to keep the mood right, trying to steer the conversation [Cm] from, the thing we've [Eb] done.
She shuts up the ashtray, and I say it's a long way back now [Cm] hon, and she just [Eb] yawns.
And [Ab] we might get lost someplace, so [Bb] desolate that no one's where we're [Cm] from, would ever [Eb] come
But [Ab] she's got the wheel, and [Bb] I've got to deal from now [Eb] on. [Ab]

REPEAT CHORUS:

BRIDGE:
But unless the moon [Eb] falls tonight, [Cm] [Ab] unless continents col-[Cm]-lide. [Ab] [Eb]
Nothing's gonna [Cm] make me [Ab] [Bb] break from her [Cm] side. [Ab] [Bb]

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