| G | G | C | C |
| Am | Em | G | D |
[Verse 1]
G C
Mileage has taken its toll, painted with lines to show,
Am Em G D
You've had your fill of asphalt, cough tremors and smoke-filled doors.
G C
Look like the habit controls you, look like you need a rest,
Am Em G D
You've made it to the timber line, don't know what to expect.
[Chorus]
Am C
God knows you don't need it,
G C
Too early you might be the one.
Em D
Find yourself somewhere else,
C
Too early in the sun.
[Instrumental]
| G | G | C | C |
| Am | Em | G | D |
[Verse 2]
G C
Song strains distant over, the barroom drink-filled roar
Am Em G D
The old folksinger lays it down, not for long, no longer ignored.
G C
Spinning tales of temptation, gambling days lost and won,
Am Em G D
No crimes committed here, too much habit could be the one.
[Chorus]
Am C
God knows you don't need it,
G C
Too early you might be the one.
Em D
Find yourself somewhere else,
C
Too early in the sun.
[Instrumental]
| G | G | C | C |
| Am | Em | G | D |
[Verse 3]
G C
Never seen half of what you've seen, real life never quite adds up.
Am Em G D
The road goes on when the faces don't, word of mouth never tells the truth.
G C
Like to hear your story told with a two-step beatin' rhyme,
Am Em G D
Could be Tennessee or Texas, on and on the mad road winds.
[Chorus]
Am C
God knows you don't need it,
G C
Too early you might be the one.
Em D
Find yourself somewhere else,
C
Too early in the sun.
[Outro]
| G | G | C | C |
| Am | Em | G | D |
