D A G Can't feel the fingers of one handA D Last night felt like a three-night standA G Mouth full of cotton, feet of clayA D I didn't plan on waking up today [Chorus 1]G A I had heart, wheels and wingsD G Now I don't have any of these thingsA Come and get me, Jesus, I don't knowG D Come and get me 'cause I can't go[Verse 2]D A G I lost my brothers, I lost my friendsA D Only one way this thing endsA G Cheap and dirty in a bad motelA D Wondering what it was you used to do so well [Chorus 2]G A I had words, chords and stringsD G Now I don't have any of these thingsA Come and get me, Jesus, I don't knowG D Come and get me 'cause I can't go [Verse 3]D A G Shirt and pants, coffee blackA D Open up the shade a crackA G Fields of cotton, fields of clayA D Sun going down on a Robber's Highway [Chorus 3]G A Winds that whistle, birds that singD G I've no understanding of any of these thingsG A Come and get me, Jesus, I don't knowG D Come and get me 'cause I can't go
Robbers Highway
John Hiatt
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