G2  Am    D C G D
G G Am Am D C G D

[Verse 1]
G                          Am
This old highway's gettin' longer
D              C            G     D
It seems there ain't end in sight
G
To sleep would be best
           Am
but I just can't afford to rest
D               C               G     D
I gotta ride in Denver tomorrow night


[Verse 2]
G                             Am
I called the house but no one answered
D                C                   G    D
For the last two weeks no one's been home
G
I guess she's through with me
            Am
to tell the truth I just can't see
       D              C               G
What's kept the woman holdin' on this long


[Chorus]
        C
And the white line's getting longer
        G        D       Em
and the saddle's gettin' cold
        C                 D              G
And I'm much too young to feel this damn old
       C                D
All my cards are on the table
        G        D      Em
with no ace left in the hole
        C                 D              G
And I'm much too young to feel this damn old

[Solo]
G G Am Am D C G D
G G Am Am D C G D

[Verse 3]
    G                     Am
The competition's gettin' younger
        D           C              G     D
Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall
           G
A worn out tape of Chris LeDoux
       Am
lonely women and bad booze
        D           C                    G
Seem to be the only friends I've left at all

[Chorus]
        C
And the white line's getting longer
        G        D       Em
and the saddle's gettin' cold
        C                 D              G
And I'm much too young to feel this damn old
       C                D
All my cards are on the table
        G        D      Em
with no ace left in the hole
        C                 D              G    D  Em
And I'm much too young to feel this damn old


[Otro]
        C                 D              G
Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old