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Verse 1
This old highway's getting amlonger
DSeems there Cain't no end in Gsight D
To Gsleep would be best
But I just Amcan't afford to rest
DI gotta ride in CDenver tomorrow Gnight D
Verse 2
I called the house, but no one answered
For the last two weeks no one's been home
I guess she's through with me
To tell the truth, I just can't see
What's kept the woman holding on this long
Chorus
And the Cwhite line's getting longer
And the Gsaddle's Dgetting Emcold
Now I'm Cmuch too young to Dfeel this damn Gold
All my Ccards are on the table with no Gace left Din the Emhole
Now I'm Cmuch too young to Dfeel this damn Gold
Verse 3
The competition's getting younger
Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall
A worn out tape of Chris LeDoux
Lonely women and bad booze
Seem to be the only friends I've left at all.
Chorus