Truckers Are The Blood

G C Em D G C Em D G don’t know if i believe in god C but sometimes i pray Em because the way i was raised D keeps me afraid G C a scientist that has to have his way Em D i subsist of a steady diet of shame C Em G i hope i can forgive me C Em D for having the nerve to exist C Em G i hope someone can help me C Em G make some sense of this G i work a ten hour grave C from nine to seven Em and i can’t fall asleep D until eleven past eleven G there’s no drug that i can take C that will keep me from being awake Em D past my , past my bedtime G C truckers are the blood in the veins of the body of america Em D states are the arms and the legs and the brains and the eyes G C there’s a disease spreading from organ to organ Em D and you are the white blood cell that fixes the problem C Em G you don’t know your own power C Em D you don’t know what you’re worth C Em G you don’t recognize your valor C D and until you do , nothing you do will matter G C Em D G C Em D