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Date: 6/12/00; 12:43:38 AM
From: Rye G <rye_r@yahoo.com>
Subject: I-35 by Max Stalling

I-35 (Comfort In The Curves) by Max Stalling
Album: Comfort In The Curves
Transcribed by: Ryan Giesecke
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Capo 1st fret


Beginning:
         C               Am            F            C 
         
It was freezing cold in Dallas when I made my get
away,
   C         Am                 F                 G   
           
I out ran a cold front, when I gave my truck the
reigns
 C              Am       F                  C         
           
Barrelin' down I-35 with one thought on my mind
C                       Am                      F  G  
     C      
Forget the race, find an open space, leave that city
far behind


Chorus 1:
G                 C      G                    C       
                                                     
Well hello there Austin, you look to be just fine
G              C                G                    
C          
Pardon me San Marcos, but I'm a' tryin' to make some
time
         Am                            C           G  
          
There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose
          C                    Am                     
   F   G           C 
There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and
there's comfort in the curves


Verse 1:
          C              Am     F              C      
          
I didn't pull off in Von Ormy, like I norm'lly do
   C               Am                    F           G
          
I went on down to Devine town, I bought a 6-pack or
two
          C                Am             F           
   C        
I glanced back across my shoulder, like a seventh
season buck
C               Am                F       G          
C           
All I saw was a wall of clouds, I hopped back in my
truck
                                                      
      

Chorus 2:
G               C          G              C           
        
Gutentoug, New Braunsvels, how are you today
G         C                  G                C       
         
Hola, ol' San Antone, please stand out a' my way
          Am                            C          G  
         
There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose
          C                    Am                     
   F   G           C
There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and
there's comfort in the curves
                                                      
      

Guitar Solo:




Verse 2:
       C                    Am          F             
C        
Well I, I know that mother nature will catch me in the
end
         C               Am              F            
      G   
But I'll put some miles behind me before I turn to
face the wind
               C                   Am        F        
   C     
Now don't ya' leave that barn door open, not even just
a crack
     C              Am              F  G          C   
           
If I see a hint of daylight, you'll never get me back
                                                      
      

Chorus 3:
G                C           G            C           
           
Well, hello ol' Batesville, you remember me
     G                  C            G                
         C
And look out there La Pryor, but I'm coming through,
can't you see
          Am                            C          G  
         
There's a storm in my rear-view, and a city on my nose
          C                    Am                     
   F   G           C
There's a piece of mind in the straight-away, and
there's comfort in the curves
                                                      
      

Closing:
           C              Am       F                 
G          
I say I'm barrelin' down I-35 with one thought on my
mind
C                        Am                      F    
        G                C    Am  F  G
Forget the race, find an open space, leave that city,
that damn old city far behind
                           C                          
       
Leave that city way far behind