Intro: C I slipped on her line. The winter sun shot through the black trees I told myself it was all something in her But as we drove I knew it was something in me, Something that'd been comin' for a long, long time And something that was here with me now On Highway 29. Fill: C with walking bass notes: C F G A G C The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline. She wasn't saying nothin'; it was just a dream. The wind come silent through the windshield, All I could see was snow, sky and (allcountrytabs.com)