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BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN - Accordi - Highway 29
--Key----Delay----Bpm: 72---Guitar--Piano-
HIGHWAY 29
By Bruce Springsteen

Note: This is a wonderful song that isn't too tough to play, once you get
the picking pattern down. For ease of play (I'm not sure if Bruce does
this or not, but I suspect it due to the sound of the fill before the last
verse) tune the low E up to an F. This will make the piece much easier to
play than doing full barres for the F.

Picking Pattern and Chord Formations:


e |------0-----|------1-----|------0-----|------0-----|------3-----|
|--------1---|--------1---|--------1---|--------1---|--------0---|
|---0------0-|---2------2-|---0------0-|---0------0-|---0------0-|
|------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
|-3----------|------------|-0----------|------------|------------|
|------------|-0----------|------------|-2----------|-2----------|

Intro: C


I slipped on her shoe; she was a perfect size seven.

I said, "There's no smoking in the store, ma'am."

She crossed her legs and then

We made some small talk; that's where it should have stopped.

She slipped me her number; I put it in my pocket.

My hand slipped up her skirt; everything slipped my mind

In that little roadhouse

On Highway 29.

It was a small town bank; it was a mess.
Well, I had a gun. You know the rest.
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin'; her and me we headed south
On Highway 29.


In a little desert motel, the air was hot and clean.

I slept the sleep of the dead; I didn't dream.

I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink.

We headed into the Sierra Madres, 'cross the border 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 pines.
I closed my eyes and I was runnin'.
I was runnin' and then I was flyin'

Outro: F C Am7 C/G F

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Corrections are more than welcome. Enjoy!

Playwriting, Department of Theatre and Dance
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