written by Melvin Knoblett
| Intro | Euitar | /// | B | /// | F#7 | /// | B | / | E | / | B | / | F#7 | / |
| B | E | B | |
| I | used to travel far a wide, thinkin' o | nly of my | self. |
| B | C#7 | F#7 | |
| I d | idn't need anyone to | offer any | help. |
| B | B7 | E | C#7 | |
| But t | hen one day I rea | lized my s | ins had burdened | me. |
| B | G#m | C#m | F#7 | B | F# | |
| That's w | hen I started r | idin' down h | ighway n | umber t | hree |
| B | E | B | |
| I | look back in my mirror, and I s | aw where I had b | een. |
| B | C#7 | F#7 | |
| All a | lone without Jesus and b | urdened by my s | in. |
| B | B7 | E | C#7 | |
| N | ow, I thank the L | ord each day for a | ll he's given m | e, |
| B | G#m | C#m | F#7 | B | B7 | |
| As I t | ravel on my j | ourney down h | ighway n | umber t | hree. |
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| Interlude | Euitar | /// | B | /// | F#7 | /// | B | / | E | / | B | / | F#7 | / |
| B | E | B | |
| A h | ighway hard to travel, it takes c | ourage to pe | rsist. |
| B | C#7 | F#7 | |
| But it t | akes me to the treasures i | n our Father's m | idst. |
| B | B7 | E | C#7 | |
| If you w | ant to follow J | esus, and the H | oly Trini | ty |
| B | G#m | C#m | F#7 | B | B7 | |
| Just f | ollow me I'm r | idin' down h | ighway n | umber t | hree. |
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| B | F#7 | E | B | |
| That's | why I ride down h | ighway number t | hree.... number t | hree |