(Am) Don't you ever get tired of
       (Em)herding up those cattle
       (G) from low to high and high to low
       (Am) and always changing ground
       (Am) don't you ever get tired
       (Em) of setting in that saddle
       (G) starin' at that western sky
       (Am) watchin' the sun go down

they say the black top's tore up
right out thru topeka
they're pulling people over
and the trucks are movin' slow
i got a friend out back
he knows a couple side roads

The chords repeat the same pattern for both chorus and verses. You got 'em, Bee. Thanks to OM for the lyrics.
the troopers stay out of there and
the weigh stations are closed