This ol' highway's getting longer
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Seems there ain't no end in sight
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To sleep would be best, but I just can't afford to rest
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I've got to ride in Denver tomorrow night
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I called the house but no one answered
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For the last two weeks no one's been home
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I guess she's through with me, to tell the truth I just can't see
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What's kept the woman holding on this long
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And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold
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I'm much too young to feel this damn old
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All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
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I'm much too young to feel this damn old
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The competition's getting younger
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Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall
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The worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad booze
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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
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I'm much too young to feel this damn old
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All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
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I'm much too young to feel this damn old
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Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old
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Much Too Young
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Garth Brooks |