Tuning: E-A-D-G-B-E
( ) = Chord Continued From Previous Section
Intro
Verse 1
Girl, You Know This Next Run Makes Six Weeks In A Row.
It's Oklahoma City, Fort Worth To San Antone.
I'm Caffeine Wired And Rope Dog Tired And I Sure Could Use A Nap.
Then You Call To Say You Miss Me Babe And I Can Run On That...
Chorus 1
I Don't Run On Whiskey And I Don't Run On Pills.
And Chasin' Neon Angels Ain't What Turns My Wheels.
It's The Knowing You're Gonna Be There When This Old Bus Gets Back.
I Can Run On That.
Verse 2
I'm A Man Of Conviction, A Product Of My Faith.
Ain't Nowhere Close To Perfect, But Made Perfect By His Grace.
When The Demons Keep On Coming, Tryin' To Knock Me Off My Track.
You Let Me Know You Love Me, Now I Can Run On That...
Chorus 2
I Don't Run On Whiskey And I Don't Run On Pills.
And Chasin' Neon Angels Ain't What Turns My Wheels.
It's The Knowing You're Gonna Be There When This Old Bus Gets Back.
I Can Run On That...
Instrumental
Chorus 3
No, I Don't Run On Whiskey And I Don't Run On Pills.
And Chasin' Neon Angels Ain't What Turns My Wheels.
It's The Knowing You're Gonna Be There When This Old Bus Gets Back.
I Can Run On That...
I Can Run On That...
