This old highway's gettin' longer
It seems there ain't no wind inside
To sleep would be best
But I just can't afford to rest
I got a ride in Denver tomorrow night
I called the house but no one answered
For the last two weeks no one's been home
I guess it's through with me
To tell the truth I just can't see
What's kept the woman holding on this long
And the white light's gettin' longer
And the saddle's gettin' old
Am I much too young to fear this damn old?
All my 8's are on the table
With no 8's left in the hole
Am I much too young to fear this damn old?


It's not much to love to feel this damn old
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Competition's getting younger
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Competition's getting younger
Tougher brawn
You know I can't recall
I wore an outtake with Chris LeDoux
Lonely women and bad boo
Seem to be the only friends I've left at all
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And the white line's getting longer
And the saddle's getting cold
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
All my cards are on the table
But no way it's left in the hall
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old
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