C                             Dm
This old highway's getting longer
G            F              C      G
Seems there ain't no end in sight
C
To sleep would be best
           Dm
But I just can't afford to rest
G                  F            C      G
I gotta ride in Pittsburgh tomorrow night

(CHORUS)
         F
And the white line's getting longer
         C                Am
And the saddle's getting cold
        F                  G             C
Now I'm much too young to feel this damn old
        F                             C                Am
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
        F                  G             
Now I'm much too young to feel... so fuckin' old!


(Distortion)

C5                               D5
I called the house, but no one answered
G5                   F5                 C5    
For the last two weeks no one's been home
C5
I guess she's through with me
             D5
To tell the truth, I just can't see
       G5               F5             C5
What's kept a woman holding on this long

Last verse:

    F5                      
The competition's getting younger
         C5       B5    A5
Tougher broncs, I can't recall
        F5                  G5             C5
Now I'm much too young to feel this damn old
        F5                             C5               B5              A5       
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
        F5                 C5             E5                            A5             
Now I'm much too young to feel, I am much to young to feel,
                F5                              G5                              C5
I am much too young to feel this damn old