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