Four On The Floor (And A "Fifth"" Beneath The Seat)" chords and lyrics - TROOPER JIM FOSTER

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[Verse 1]
[Am]I'm a state trooper
with your highway patrol
I'll tell you about a man I knew
and when the story's told
[Dm]I hope you'll heed its warning
and not his [D]fate re[E]peat
The drinking driver
with [Am]four on the floor
and a fifth under the [G]seat[Am]
I was on patrol that fateful night
on Highway 301,
[Dm]when the hot rod of the town came by,
wide [E]open, just for fun.
Minds unroared as I gave chase,
such a challenge I must meet.
[Am]This wild man would pour on the floor
and defend under the seat.
I watched his tail lights up [Dm]ahead,
weaving through the dark,
crossing or the center [E]line,
speeding past the hundred mark.
He didn't know the road like I,
his car [Am]began to swerve,
the brake lights flashed,
his tires screamed loud.
He lost it on a curve.
[Dm]The car turned over several times
and landed upside down.
[E]His safety belt wasn't fastened,
he was thrown out on the ground.
I called an ambulance,
gave first aid [Am]the very best I could,
knowing he was dying fast.
He'd lost a lot of blood.
[Dm]He called my name
and asked me, please,
to tell his folk[E]s goodbye,
and I tried to reassure him
that he wasn't going to die.
[Am]He pleaded, God have mercy,
then died there on the street,
beside his car,
four on the floor,
and a fifth under the seat.
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