Bb   F                 Dm7       Csus C
 I recall  my so called mis-spent youth
 Bb         F           Bb          Csus C
 Seems more worth while every single day
 Bb             F            Dm    Csus   C
 Crusing Van Nuys and acting so uncouth
 Bb       F              Bb     Csus  C
 All the joys of running away oh yea
 Bb                 F            Dm           Csus C
 There was no speed limit on the Nevada state line
 Bb              F              Bb       Csus C
 The air was red white on those top down nights
 Bb      F         Dm     Csus C
 You and me my old roller skate
 Bb             C        F/A      Bb      F/A Gm7
 And the common sense to know our rights
 Bb    F          Bb     F    C       Dm               Gm7 F
 Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line
 C          Dm           C/E  Fsus F
 I've never been so much alive
 Bb  C        Dm7 Gm7 F/A        G/B C            Bb  F/A  Bb  C
 Too fast for comfort too low to fly too young to die
 Bb         F                Dm       Csus C
 They say a man can't love a material thing
 Bb            F        Bb         Csus  C
 With aluminum skin and caste iron soul
 Bb         F          Dm     Csus C
 They never heard your engine sing
 Bb       F                 Bb     Csus  C
 There is peace with losing control
 Bb         F               Dm      Csus C
 With Sticky Fingers turned up real loud
 Bb          F             Bb     C
 God we were flirting with catastrophe
  Bb           F                 Dm  Csus  C

 We were doing everything that's not allowed
 Bb          C           F/A   Bb             F/A Gm7

 Life didn't come with a warrenty for you and me
 Bb    F          Bb     F    C       Dm               Gm7 F
 Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line
 C          Dm           Csus
 I've never been so much alive
 Bb  C        Dm7 Gm7 F/A        G/B   C            Bb  F  Bb  C
 Too fast for comfort too low to fly   too young to die

 G  O

 Bb       F               Bb   Csus C
 There is peace in losing control
 Bb     F                   Bb    C
 When I die I don't want to go to heaven
 Bb     F                Dm        C
 I just want to drive my beautiful machine
 Bb  F            Bb            Csus C
 Up north on some Sonoma county road
 Bb          C        F/A    Bb                     F/A  Gm7
 With Jimmy Dean  and Steve McQueen all the boys be singing
 Bb    F          Bb     F    C       Dm               Gm7  F
 Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line
 C          Dm           Csus
 I've never been so much alive
 Bb  C        Dm7 Gm7  F/A        G/B   C            Bb  F  Bb  C
 Too fast for comfort  too low to fly   too young to die

White Oak Songs Inc(ASCAP)
>From The "Thousand Roads" CD
Atlantic Records