[Intro] E|---------| B|---------| G|---------| D|---------| A|----0----| E|0-2---2--|A D A D [Verse 1]A A I walked behind the chute, strapped my spurs to my bootsD A At that big Rodeo in CheyenneD A Feelin' tired and sore from a ride the day beforeB E And a thousand other rides since I beganA A As I climbed up the gate I heard that young cowboy sayin'D A Well, that ole man ain't gonna ride, and I had to smileD A A# B I said son it ain't age that makes me look this wayA E A It ain't the years boy it's the miles [Chorus]D D It ain't the years that I've known that have taken their tollA Cause they've been fewD If you took all the mashin's the draggin's and the crashin'sB E You'd probably look the same way I doA A It's the million miles of road and gettin' snatched around and throwedD A D That finally put the cramp in my styleA A# B It ain't age that makes me look this wayA E A It ain't the years boy it's the miles [Instrumental/Solo]E|9-12-9-12-9-7----------------------5-----5-----5-----7b-----7b-----------------10-14-14-12- B|--------------10--8-7-8-7-8-10-7-8---7-8---7-8---7-8----7-8--------------10-12------------- G|---------------------------------------------------------------6-4-6-4--------------------- D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------7------------------- A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- E|10-14-14-12-10-| B|---------------| G|---------------| D|---------------| A|---------------| E|---------------| E|12/14-14-------10-------10-------------7-----7-9-7-------| B|---------10-h12----10-h12----12-10-5-7---5-7-------9-7-5-| G|---------------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------|[Verse 2]A Went on and made my ride only scored a sixty-fiveD A But you know what really made my day completeD A Was when I looked up just in time to see that young cowboy goin' flyin'B E And land in a pile at my feetA A D And as the first aid came to haul him away I said son you'll beA Alright in a little whileD A A# B He's on his way to findin' out what it's all aboutA E A It ain't the years boy it's the miles [Chorus]D D It ain't the years that I've known that've taken their tollA Cause they've been fewD If you took all the mashin's the dragin's and the crashin'sB E you'd probably look the same way that I doA A It's the million miles of road and gettin' snatched around and throwedD A D That finally put the cramp in my styleA A# B It ain't age that makes me look this wayA E A D It ain't the years boy it's the milesA A# B A E A It ain't age that makes me look this way it ain't the years boy it's the miles
It Aint The Years Its The Miles
Chris LeDoux
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