Twenty-First Century Breakup Song

© Stephen Savitzky. CC-by-nc-sa.

It's only a matter of time before this happens.

Lyrics [pdf]

	D	G
	My wife left me early Monday	morning,

	D	A
Packed her	bags and walked right out the	door

	D
Sayin'	"You don't treat me better

	G
Than that wreck you call a	truck.

	D	A	D
I've	had it and I	won't take any	more".

	D	G
Now I	spent the evening drinking, feeling	sorry for myself

	D	A
I	guess that maybe what she said was	true

	D
But	just as I was thinking

	G
That things couldn't get much	worse

	D	A	A
My	pickup truck drove	off and left me	too

D D5 G

Don't ever buy a self-driving truck

D

If it decides to leave you

A

You'll be clean out of luck

D G D

But if you ever get one, be sure to treat it right,

A D

I wonder who'll be riding her to night

	D	G
I went	in to town next morning on my	tractor

	D	A
The road was	dusty and it took me half a	day

	D
I	went into the bar and

	G
asked if anyone had	seen

	D	A	D
A	truck without a	driver pass that	way.

D D5 G

Don't ever buy a self-driving truck

D

If it decides to leave you

A

You'll be clean out of luck

D G D

But if you ever get one, be sure to treat it right,

A D

I wonder who'll be riding her to night

	D	G
	Everybody laughed at me and and said "it serves you	right"

	D	A
My	pickup met my wife at her	hotel;

	D
They	both cleaned up real pretty

	G
And they took off headed	west

	D	A	D
With a	red dress and a	brand new camper	shell

D D5 G

Don't ever buy a self-driving truck

D

It might run off with your wife and then

A

You'll be clean out of luck

D G D

I've just myself to blame because I didn't treat them right,

D A D

I wonder where they're gonna be ton ight.