Songtext von Too young

This ol' highway's getting longer Seems there ain't no end in sight To sleep would be best, but I just can't afford to rest I've got to 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 she'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 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 with no ace left in the hole I'm much too young to feel this damn old The competition's getting younger Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall The worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad booze Seem to be the only friends I've left at all And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's gettin' cold I'm much too young to feel this damn old All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole I'm much too young to feel this damn old Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old