Biography:
"[Kate] is really a vibrant talent. She is a welcome island of wit and charm in a sea of whining, instrospective cack!"
--Tim Readman, reviewer for Penguin Eggs
Kate Reid is a whip smart wordsmith with a knack for candid story-telling and songwriting that is charged with humour and social-political commentary. A straight shooter but definitely not straight, she is as charming as she is in-your-face and is one of the most original, incisive and entertaining songwriters to appear on the scene in a long time.
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Capo on 2nd Fret - listen to song for timing and strum pattern.
Truckdriver
G C
G C
G C
When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver
G C
I wanted to drive my whole life away
G Bm
I would stop at all of the truckstops on the roadside and I’d
C Am
Order the special with fries
G D C
Then I would get back in my truck and drive for miles and miles
G C
I grew up on a farm out in southern Ontario, I guess I was a lucky girl
G C
But our white picket fence was a bit of a joke, it was broke and it fenced me in
G Bm
Sometimes to get away I would lay myself down
C Am
In the sweet summer hay fields at night
G D
I'd watch the headlights on the highway and I would
C
Dream of a better life
Chorus:
G C
I would drive
G C
I would drive
I got my license when I was seventeen years old, it was my freedom ticket
I’d listen to rock 'n' roll on FM radio as I drove those country roads
Then I’d pick up a six-pack and a couple of friends and we’d just
Waste time, driving around
I'd feel the wind on my face, then I'd go get drunk in a field someplace
Chorus:
I would drive
I would drive
When I was twenty-two, I finished some school, packed up and
Moved out west
Sitting on my roof above the city smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
But there were buildings between me and who I wanted to be
And they started closing in on me
I got that “gotta get me outta this place” feeling again
So I got me a job stocking shelves for eight bucks an hour in
A small mountain town grocery store
And the women cashiers had been working there for many years or more
And their husbands worked the butcher line
While I tried to keep my stock in a straight line
But I was biding time and besides I never was the marrying kind
Bridge:
D C
I’m hard because I’ve had to be
D C
And I’m scarred from my life’s accident scenes
D
But singing taught me to feel something
C
In the midst of nothing
D C
It got my heart pumping and put my hands on the wheel (hands on the wheel)
Chorus:
I will drive
I will drive
G C
When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver
Capo on 2nd Fret - listen to song for timing and strum pattern.
Truckdriver
G C
G C
G C
When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver
G C
I wanted to drive my whole life away
G Bm
I would stop at all of the truckstops on the roadside and I’d
C Am
Order the special with fries
G D C
Then I would get back in my truck and drive for miles and miles
G C
I grew up on a farm out in southern Ontario, I guess I was a lucky girl
G C
But our white picket fence was a bit of a joke, it was broke and it fenced me in
G Bm
Sometimes to get away I would lay myself down
C Am
In the sweet summer hay fields at night
G D
I'd watch the headlights on the highway and I would
C
Dream of a better life
Chorus:
G C
I would drive
G C
I would drive
I got my license when I was seventeen years old, it was my freedom ticket
I’d listen to rock 'n' roll on FM radio as I drove those country roads
Then I’d pick up a six-pack and a couple of friends and we’d just
Waste time, driving around
I'd feel the wind on my face, then I'd go get drunk in a field someplace
Chorus:
I would drive
I would drive
When I was twenty-two, I finished some school, packed up and
Moved out west
Sitting on my roof above the city smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
But there were buildings between me and who I wanted to be
And they started closing in on me
I got that “gotta get me outta this place” feeling again
So I got me a job stocking shelves for eight bucks an hour in
A small mountain town grocery store
And the women cashiers had been working there for many years or more
And their husbands worked the butcher line
While I tried to keep my stock in a straight line
But I was biding time and besides I never was the marrying kind
Bridge:
D C
I’m hard because I’ve had to be
D C
And I’m scarred from my life’s accident scenes
D
But singing taught me to feel something
C
In the midst of nothing
D C
It got my heart pumping and put my hands on the wheel (hands on the wheel)
Chorus:
I will drive
I will drive
G C
When I was a young girl, I wanted to be a truckdriver
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