written by Melvin Knoblett
Intro | Guitar | /// | D | /// | A7 | /// | D | / | G | / | D | / | A7 | / |
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I | used to travel far a wide, thinkin' o | nly of my | self. |
D | E7 | A7 | |
I d | idn't need anyone to | offer any | help. |
D | D7 | G | E7 | |
But t | hen one day I rea | lized my s | ins had burdened | me. |
D | Bm | Em | A7 | D | A | |
That's w | hen I started r | idin' down h | ighway n | umber t | hree |
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I | look back in my mirror, and I s | aw where I had b | een. |
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All a | lone without Jesus and b | urdened by my s | in. |
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N | ow, I thank the L | ord each day for a | ll he's given m | e, |
D | Bm | Em | A7 | D | D7 | |
As I t | ravel on my j | ourney down h | ighway n | umber t | hree. |
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Interlude | Guitar | /// | D | /// | A7 | /// | D | / | G | / | D | / | A7 | / |
D | G | D | |
A h | ighway hard to travel, it takes c | ourage to pe | rsist. |
D | E7 | A7 | |
But it t | akes me to the treasures i | n our Father's m | idst. |
D | D7 | G | E7 | |
If you w | ant to follow J | esus, and the H | oly Trini | ty |
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Just f | ollow me I'm r | idin' down h | ighway n | umber t | hree. |
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D | A7 | G | D | |
That's | why I ride down h | ighway number t | hree.... number t | hree |