Too Early

Mileage has taken its toll Paid it with lines to show You've had your fill of asphalt Cough tremors, and smoke-filled doors Look like the habit controls you Look like you need a rest Made it to the timber-line Don't know what to expect God knows, you don't need it Too early, you might be the one Find yourself somewhere else Too early in the sun Song strains, distant, over A barroom drink-filled roar The old folksinger lays it down Not for long, no longer ignored Spinning tales of temptation Of gambling days lost and won No crimes committed here Too much habit could be the one God knows, you don't need it Too early, you might be the one Find yourself somewhere else Too early in the sun Never seen half of what you've seen Real life never quite adds up The road goes on when the faces don't Word of mouth never tells the truth Like to hear your story told With a two-step beat and rhyme Could be Tennessee or Texas On and on, that road winds God knows, you don't need it Too early, you might be the one Find yourself somewhere else Too early in the sun