Too Young

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Transposer

Ab A A# Bb B C C# Db D D# Eb E F F# Gb G C#

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             Too Young

[Intro]
Em C G


[Verse 1]
Em                C         G
Got a brown paper bag and a bottle of pills
         Em                    C         G
If the smokes don't kill me the whiskey will
     Em                        C      G
It's getting where I can't tell which ways which
     Em                         C      G
Old habits die hard and it's a son of a b***h


[Verse 2]
Em                       C                G
A few women tried to kill me with lips like cocaine
         Em               C                      G
Tried to move to different cities and change my name
         Em                C          G
Got fed up said I don't want no more
         Em                    C          G
Tonight their all knockin' on my front door


[Chorus]
D              C                 G
  I'm too young to feel this damn old
D                  C                  G
  The days are hell and the nights are cold
D         Am          C               G
  Lessons learned and the truth be told
Am              C                      Em C G
  I'm too young to feel this damn old


[Verse 3]
     Em                      C          G
Spent half of my life on the road or high
         Em                    C           G
Said a lot of hellos and too many goodbyes
          Em                  C              G
I could stick around here but I'd get the itch
        Em                      C            G
Old habits die hard and it's a son of a b***h


[Chorus]
D              C                 G
  I'm too young to feel this damn old
D                  C                  G
  The days are hell and the nights are cold
D         Am          C               G
  Lessons learned and the truth be told
Am              C                      Em C G
  I'm too young to feel this damn old


[Break]
Em C G


[Verse 1]
Em                C         G
Got a brown paper bag and a bottle of pills
         Em                    C         G
If the smokes don't kill me the whiskey will
     Em                        C      G
It's getting where I can't tell which ways which
     Em                         C      G
Old habits die hard and it's a son of a b***h


[Chorus]
D              C                 G
  I'm too young to feel this damn old
D                  C                  G
  The days are hell and the nights are cold
D         Am          C               G
  Lessons learned and the truth be told
Am              C                      Em C G
  I'm too young to feel this damn old
            

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