Chords for Chris LeDoux - It Ain't The Years, It's The Miles
Tempo:
112.35 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
B
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A] [Am]
[A] [D] [Am]
[A] I walked behind the chutes, [D] strapped my [A] spurs to my boots, sat [D] that big rodeo [A] in Cheyenne.
[D] Feeling [A] tired and sore from a ride the day before, and [B] a thousand other rides since [E] I began.
[A] As I climbed up the gate, I heard that young cowboy say, [D] that old man ain't gonna ride,
and I [A] had to smile.
[D] I said, son, it ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It ain't the [D] years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
[Em] [A]
[D] If you took all the mashins, the [Bm] dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way [E] that I do.
[A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp [A] in my style.
[D] It ain't [A] age that makes me [D] look this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
[D] [A]
[D] [A]
[B]
[E] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] [Am]
[D] [A] [E] [A]
[D] I [A] went on and made my ride, only scored a 65, but [D] you know what really made my day [A] complete?
Was when [D] I looked up just in time [G] to see [A] that young cowboy go flying [B] and land in a pile
at [E] my feet.
And as [A] the first day came to haul him away, I [D] said, son, you'll be alright in a little
[A] while.
He's [D] on his way to finding out [A]
what it's [D] all about, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It [D] ain't the years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
[E] [A]
[D] If you took all the mashins, the dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way that [E] I do.
[A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp in [A] my style.
[D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, it's [A] the miles.
[D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy.
[A]
[A] [D] [Am]
[A] I walked behind the chutes, [D] strapped my [A] spurs to my boots, sat [D] that big rodeo [A] in Cheyenne.
[D] Feeling [A] tired and sore from a ride the day before, and [B] a thousand other rides since [E] I began.
[A] As I climbed up the gate, I heard that young cowboy say, [D] that old man ain't gonna ride,
and I [A] had to smile.
[D] I said, son, it ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It ain't the [D] years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
[Em] [A]
[D] If you took all the mashins, the [Bm] dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way [E] that I do.
[A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp [A] in my style.
[D] It ain't [A] age that makes me [D] look this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
[D] [A]
[D] [A]
[B]
[E] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] [Am]
[D] [A] [E] [A]
[D] I [A] went on and made my ride, only scored a 65, but [D] you know what really made my day [A] complete?
Was when [D] I looked up just in time [G] to see [A] that young cowboy go flying [B] and land in a pile
at [E] my feet.
And as [A] the first day came to haul him away, I [D] said, son, you'll be alright in a little
[A] while.
He's [D] on his way to finding out [A]
what it's [D] all about, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It [D] ain't the years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
[E] [A]
[D] If you took all the mashins, the dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way that [E] I do.
[A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp in [A] my style.
[D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, it's [A] the miles.
[D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy.
[A]
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_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ [Am] _
_ _ [A] I walked behind the chutes, [D] strapped my [A] spurs to my boots, sat [D] that big rodeo [A] in Cheyenne.
_ _ [D] Feeling [A] tired and sore from a ride the day before, and [B] a thousand other rides since [E] I began.
_ _ [A] As I climbed up the gate, I heard that young cowboy say, [D] that old man ain't gonna ride,
and I [A] had to smile.
_ [D] I said, son, it ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It ain't the [D] years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
_ [Em] _ [A] _
_ _ [D] If you took all the mashins, the [Bm] dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way [E] that I do.
_ [A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp [A] in my style.
_ _ _ [D] It ain't [A] age that makes me [D] look this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] I [A] went on and made my ride, only scored a 65, but [D] you know what really made my day [A] complete?
_ Was when [D] I looked up just in time [G] to see [A] that young cowboy go flying [B] and land in a pile
at [E] my feet.
_ And as [A] the first day came to haul him away, I [D] said, son, you'll be alright in a little
[A] while.
He's [D] on his way to finding out [A]
what it's [D] all about, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It [D] ain't the years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
_ [E] _ [A] _
_ _ [D] If you took all the mashins, the dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way that [E] I do.
_ [A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp in [A] my style.
_ _ [D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, it's [A] the miles.
_ _ [D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy.
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ [Am] _
_ _ [A] I walked behind the chutes, [D] strapped my [A] spurs to my boots, sat [D] that big rodeo [A] in Cheyenne.
_ _ [D] Feeling [A] tired and sore from a ride the day before, and [B] a thousand other rides since [E] I began.
_ _ [A] As I climbed up the gate, I heard that young cowboy say, [D] that old man ain't gonna ride,
and I [A] had to smile.
_ [D] I said, son, it ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It ain't the [D] years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
_ [Em] _ [A] _
_ _ [D] If you took all the mashins, the [Bm] dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way [E] that I do.
_ [A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp [A] in my style.
_ _ _ [D] It ain't [A] age that makes me [D] look this way, it [A] ain't the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _
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_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] I [A] went on and made my ride, only scored a 65, but [D] you know what really made my day [A] complete?
_ Was when [D] I looked up just in time [G] to see [A] that young cowboy go flying [B] and land in a pile
at [E] my feet.
_ And as [A] the first day came to haul him away, I [D] said, son, you'll be alright in a little
[A] while.
He's [D] on his way to finding out [A]
what it's [D] all about, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, [A] it's the miles.
It [D] ain't the years that I've known that have taken their toll, [A] they've been few.
_ [E] _ [A] _
_ _ [D] If you took all the mashins, the dragons, and the crashins, [B] you'd probably look the
same way that [E] I do.
_ [A] It's the million miles of road of getting snatched around and broke, [D] that finally put
the cramp in [A] my style.
_ _ [D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy, it's [A] the miles.
_ _ [D] It ain't age [A] that makes me look [D] this way, it ain't [A] the years, [E] boy.
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