[Intro] E|---------| B|---------| G|---------| D|---------| A|----0----| E|0-2---2--| A D A D [Verse 1] A A I walked behind the chute, strapped my spurs to my boots D A At that big Rodeo in Cheyenne D A Feelin' tired and sore from a ride the day before B E And a thousand other rides since I began A A As I climbed up the gate I heard that young cowboy sayin' D A Well, that ole man ain't gonna ride, and I had to smile D A A# B I said son it ain't age that makes me look this way A E A It ain't the years boy it's the miles [Chorus] D D It ain't the years that I've known that have taken their toll A Cause they've been few D If you took all the mashin's the draggin's and the crashin's B E You'd probably look the same way I do A A It's the million miles of road and gettin' snatched around and throwed D A D That finally put the cramp in my style A A# B It ain't age that makes me look this way A E A It ain't the years boy it's the miles [Instrumental/Solo] E|9-12-9-12-9-7----------------------5-----5-----5-----7b-----7b-----------------10-14-14-12-10-14-14-12-10-| B|--------------10--8-7-8-7-8-10-7-8---7-8---7-8---7-8----7-8--------------10-12----------------------------| G|---------------------------------------------------------------6-4-6-4------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------7----------------------------------| A|----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|12/14-14-------10-------10-------------7-----7-9-7-------| B|---------10-h12----10-h12----12-10-5-7---5-7-------9-7-5-| G|---------------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------| [Verse 2] A Went on and made my ride only scored a sixty-five D A But you know what really made my day complete D A Was when I looked up just in time to see that young cowboy goin' flyin' B E And land in a pile at my feet A A D And as the first aid came to haul him away I said son you'll be A Alright in a little while D A A# B He's on his way to findin' out what it's all about A E A It ain't the years boy it's the miles [Chorus] D D It ain't the years that I've known that've taken their toll A Cause they've been few D If you took all the mashin's the dragin's and the crashin's B E you'd probably look the same way that I do A A It's the million miles of road and gettin' snatched around and throwed D A D That finally put the cramp in my style A A# B It ain't age that makes me look this way A E A D It ain't the years boy it's the miles A A# B A E A It ain't age that makes me look this way it ain't the years boy it's the miles