Tuning: E-A-D-G-B-E( ) = Chord Continued From Previous SectionIntroVerse 1Girl, 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 1I 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 2I'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 2I 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...InstrumentalChorus 3No, 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...
