G  C  D  G

G                                                     C
Carolina highway, past boroughs and pine breaks
      G                                              D
The road's long behind me, every signpost reminds me
G                                                  C
My eyes have grown heavy, my wheels drone on steady
G                   C                   D           G
In the heat of the wide, the heat of the wide, the wide afternoon.

[Chorus]
D                          C             G      Em
I've been here forever, my whole life at least.
Am                        D
Trapped between morning's optimism and night's fleeting dreams.
G                                             C
Here where it matters, where reality looms
G                   C                   D                G
In the heat of the wide, the heat of the wide, the wide afternoon.
G                                   C
This road was a drug when I started way back

                                   G                   D
Each hill that I killed was like a pill that I took to relax.
G                                     C
Till the peace in the valleys, got a little too peaceful
                    G                     D
All the ridges I?ve run and all that I?ve done
                 G
has left me with eyes full.
G                             C
Eyes full of the worst, eyes full of the best
                     G                        D
Eyes full of the tiredness that won't let me rest.

G                                   C
All the places I go to, no place is brand new
G                    C                   D              G
In the heat of the wide, the heat of the wide, the wide afternoon.

[Chorus]
D                          C             G      Em
I've been here forever, my whole life at least.
Am                        D
Trapped between morning's optimism and night's fleeting dreams.
G                                             C
Here where it matters, where reality looms
G                   C                   D                G
In the heat of the wide, the heat of the wide, the wide afternoon.
G                                   C
This road was a drug when I started way back

[Solo]
G                           C
Some people sit still, some people go fast
G                                   D
Some go right to it, some never get past
G                                C
Laying a map out, they don?t plan just assume.
G                          D                          G
And wind up forever in the heat of the wide, the wide afternoon.

[Chorus]
G                            C
Here where it matters, where reality looms
       G            C                   D                G
In the heat of the wide, the heat of the wide, the wide afternoon.