G Am This old highwayʼs getting longer D C G D Seems there ainʼt no end in sight G To sleep would be best Am But I just canʼt afford to rest D C G D I gotta ride in Denver tomorrow night G Am I called the house, but no one answered D C G D For the last two weeks no oneʼs been home G I guess sheʼs through with me Am To tell the truth, I just canʼt see D C G Whatʼs kept a woman holding on this long Chorus: C And the white lineʼs getting longer G Em And the saddleʼs getting cold C D G Now Iʼm much too young to feel this damn old C G Em All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole C D G Now Iʼm much too young to feel this damn old G Am The competitionʼs getting younger D C G D Tougher broncs, you know I canʼt recall G A worn out tape of Chris LeDoux Am Lonely women and bad booze D C G Seem to be the only friends Iʼve left at all. Chorus.
