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
