C Dm This old highway's getting longerG F C G Seems there ain't no end in sightC To sleep would be bestDm But I just can't afford to restG F C G I gotta ride in Pittsburgh tomorrow night (CHORUS)F And the white line's getting longerC Am And the saddle's getting coldF G C Now I'm much too young to feel this damn oldF C Am All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the holeF G Now I'm much too young to feel... so fuckin' old! (Distortion)C5 D5 I called the house, but no one answeredG5 F5 C5 For the last two weeks no one's been homeC5 I guess she's through with meD5 To tell the truth, I just can't seeG5 F5 C5 What's kept a woman holding on this long Last verse:F5 The competition's getting youngerC5 B5 A5 Tougher broncs, I can't recallF5 G5 C5 Now I'm much too young to feel this damn oldF5 C5 B5 A5 All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the holeF5 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
Much Too Young
Me First And The Gimme Gimmes
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