Traveling East on 40 v1

E Major, 132bpm, somewhat faster tempo, bluegrass, banjo, fiddle, electric piano

V4.5+

[Verse 1]
I’m rollin’ east on I-40, wheels a-hummin’ low,
From Barstow’s desert sands where the Joshua trees grow.
The sun’s a-blazin’ high, paintin’ skies of gold,
This old road’s callin’ me, stories yet untold.
[Chorus]
Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day,
From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way.
With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call,
I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all.
[Verse 2]
In Needles by the Colorado, where US-95 meets,
Truckers swap their tales at diners with worn-out seats.
The Mojave stretches wide, cacti standin’ tall,
This highway’s got a spirit, it’s answerin’ my call.
[Verse 3]
Flagstaff’s pines are whisperin’ as I climb the mountain grade,
I-17 cuts south, where the red rocks are displayed.
The air is cool and crisp, stars light up the night,
I’m eastward bound on 40, chachin’ dreams in sight.
[Chorus]
Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day,
From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way.
With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call,
I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all.
[Verse 4]
Albuquerque’s glowin’ bright, where I-25 runs north,
Sandia’s peaks stand proud, callin’ dreams to sally forth.
The Rio Grande flows steady, reflectin’ city lights,
This road keeps pullin’ eastward, through the starry nights.
[Verse 5]
Amarillo’s Cadillac Ranch, colors in the dust,
I-27 heads south, through the Panhandle’s rust.
The plains are wide and open, the wind it howls and sings,
I’m chasin’ I-40’s promise, see what tomorrow brings.
[Verse 6]
Oklahoma City shines, where I-35 cuts through,
The Chisholm Trail’s old echoes call to hearts both old and new.
The skyline hums with life, but I ain’t stayin’ long,
This highway’s got my soul, and it’s singin’ me a song.
[Chorus]
Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day,
From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way.
With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call,
I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all.
[Verse 7]
In Little Rock, the Arkansas River sparkles in the morn,
I-30’s headin’ south, where the Delta’s dreams are born.
The cotton fields are callin’, but I keep rollin’ on,
Eastbound on this ribbon, till the break of dawn.
[Verse 8]
Memphis on the Mississippi, where I-55 meets the road,
Beale Street’s got that rhythm, where the blues and soul explode.
The neon lights are dancin’, but my heart’s still set to roam,
I-40’s pullin’ eastward, gonna find my home.
[Verse 9]
Nashville’s in the distance, where the music never fades,
I-65 runs north, through the hills and grassy glades.
The Grand Ole Opry’s callin’, with its bright and shinin’ lore,
But this highway keeps me movin’, gotta see some more.
[Chorus]
Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day,
From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way.
With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call,
I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all.
[Verse 10]
Through Knoxville’s Smoky Mountains, where I-75 climbs high,
The fog wraps ‘round the ridges, like a whisper in the sky.
The road dips and it curves, through the green and rollin’ land,
I’m holdin’ tight to 40, with my dreams in hand.
[Verse 11]
In Wilmington by the ocean, where I-40 meets its end,
The Atlantic waves are crashin’, where the highway’s curves do bend.
I’ve crossed this mighty country, from the desert to the shore,
This road has been my story, and I’m longin’ for some more.
[Chorus]
Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day,
From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way.
With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call,
I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all.
[Outro]
So here’s to I-40, and the roads that weave and wind,
From Barstow to the coastline, left my troubles far behind.
With my heart upon this highway, and my spirit runnin’ free,
I’ll keep on ridin’ eastward, where my soul’s supposed to be.

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[Verse 1] I’m rollin’ east on I-40, wheels a-hummin’ low, From Barstow’s desert sands where the Joshua trees grow. The sun’s a-blazin’ high, paintin’ skies of gold, This old road’s callin’ me, stories yet untold. [Chorus] Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day, From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way. With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call, I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all. [Verse 2] In Needles by the Colorado, where US-95 meets, Truckers swap their tales at diners with worn-out seats. The Mojave stretches wide, cacti standin’ tall, This highway’s got a spirit, it’s answerin’ my call. [Verse 3] Flagstaff’s pines are whisperin’ as I climb the mountain grade, I-17 cuts south, where the red rocks are displayed. The air is cool and crisp, stars light up the night, I’m eastward bound on 40, chachin’ dreams in sight. [Chorus] Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day, From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way. With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call, I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all. [Verse 4] Albuquerque’s glowin’ bright, where I-25 runs north, Sandia’s peaks stand proud, callin’ dreams to sally forth. The Rio Grande flows steady, reflectin’ city lights, This road keeps pullin’ eastward, through the starry nights. [Verse 5] Amarillo’s Cadillac Ranch, colors in the dust, I-27 heads south, through the Panhandle’s rust. The plains are wide and open, the wind it howls and sings, I’m chasin’ I-40’s promise, see what tomorrow brings. [Verse 6] Oklahoma City shines, where I-35 cuts through, The Chisholm Trail’s old echoes call to hearts both old and new. The skyline hums with life, but I ain’t stayin’ long, This highway’s got my soul, and it’s singin’ me a song. [Chorus] Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day, From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way. With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call, I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all. [Verse 7] In Little Rock, the Arkansas River sparkles in the morn, I-30’s headin’ south, where the Delta’s dreams are born. The cotton fields are callin’, but I keep rollin’ on, Eastbound on this ribbon, till the break of dawn. [Verse 8] Memphis on the Mississippi, where I-55 meets the road, Beale Street’s got that rhythm, where the blues and soul explode. The neon lights are dancin’, but my heart’s still set to roam, I-40’s pullin’ eastward, gonna find my home. [Verse 9] Nashville’s in the distance, where the music never fades, I-65 runs north, through the hills and grassy glades. The Grand Ole Opry’s callin’, with its bright and shinin’ lore, But this highway keeps me movin’, gotta see some more. [Chorus] Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day, From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way. With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call, I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all. [Verse 10] Through Knoxville’s Smoky Mountains, where I-75 climbs high, The fog wraps ‘round the ridges, like a whisper in the sky. The road dips and it curves, through the green and rollin’ land, I’m holdin’ tight to 40, with my dreams in hand. [Verse 11] In Wilmington by the ocean, where I-40 meets its end, The Atlantic waves are crashin’, where the highway’s curves do bend. I’ve crossed this mighty country, from the desert to the shore, This road has been my story, and I’m longin’ for some more. [Chorus] Oh, I-40, take me far, through the night and day, From the mountains to the plains, I’m bound to find my way. With the banjo in my heart and a fiddle’s lonesome call, I’m ridin’ east on 40, gonna see it all. [Outro] So here’s to I-40, and the roads that weave and wind, From Barstow to the coastline, left my troubles far behind. With my heart upon this highway, and my spirit runnin’ free, I’ll keep on ridin’ eastward, where my soul’s supposed to be.

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