| Bb | F | Dm7 | Csus | C | |
| I rec | all my so called | mis-spent | youth |
| Bb | F | Bb | Csus | C | |
| Seems more | worth while | every single | day |
| Bb | F | Dm | Csus | C | |
| Crusing Van Nuy | s and acting | so unc | outh |
| Bb | F | Bb | Csus | C | |
| All the j | oys of running | away oh | yea |
| Bb | F | Dm | Csus | C | |
| There was no speed | limit on the | Nevada state | line |
| Bb | F | Bb | Csus | C | |
| The air was red | white on those | top down | night | s |
| Bb | F | Dm | Csus | C | |
| You and | me my old | roller | skate |
| Bb | C | F/A | Bb | F/A | Gm7 | |
| And the common | sense to | know our | rights |
| Bb | F | Bb | F | C | Dm | Gm7 | F | |
| Sweet | old racing | car of | mine | roaring | down that broken | line |
| C | Dm | C/E | Fsus | F | |
| I've never | been so much | alive |
| Bb | C | Dm7 | Gm7 | F/A | G/B | C | Bb | F/A | Bb | C | |
| Too | fast for | comf | ort | too low to | fly | too young to | die |
| Bb | F | Dm | Csus | C | |
| They say a | man can't love a | material | thing |
| Bb | F | Bb | Csus | C | |
| With aluminum | skin and | caste iron | soul |
| Bb | F | Dm | Csus | C | |
| They never | heard your | engine | sing |
| Bb | F | Bb | Csus | C | |
| There is | peace with losing | control |
| Bb | F | Dm | Csus | C | |
| With Sticky | Fingers turned | up real | loud |
| Bb | F | Bb | C | |
| God we were | flirting with | catastr | ophe |
| Bb | F | Dm | Csus | C |
| We were doing everything that's not allowed |
| Bb | C | F/A | Bb | F/A | Gm7 |
| Life didn't come with a warrenty for you and me |
| Bb | F | Bb | F | C | Dm | Gm7 | F | |
| Sweet | old racing | car of | mine | roaring | down that broken | line |
| C | Dm | Csus | |
| I've never | been so much | alive |
| Bb | C | Dm7 | Gm7 | F/A | G/B | C | Bb | F | Bb | C | |
| Too | fast for | comf | ort | too low to | fly | too young to | die |
| SOLO |
| Bb | F | Bb | Csus | C | |
| There is | peace in losing | contr | ol |
| Bb | F | Bb | C | |
| When I | die I don't want to | go to | heaven |
| Bb | F | Dm | C | |
| I just | want to drive my | beautiful | machine |
| Bb | F | Bb | Csus | C | |
| Up n | orth on some | Sonoma county | road |
| Bb | C | F/A | Bb | F/A | Gm7 | |
| With Jimmy D | ean and | Steve M | cQueen all the boys be | singi | ng |
| Bb | F | Bb | F | C | Dm | Gm7 | F | |
| Sweet | old racing | car of | mine | roaring | down that broken | line |
| C | Dm | Csus | |
| I've never | been so much | alive |
| Bb | C | Dm7 | Gm7 | F/A | G/B | C | Bb | F | Bb | C | |
| Too | fast for | comf | ort | too low to | fly | too young to | die |
| White Oak Songs Inc(ASCAP) |
| >From The "Thousand Roads" CD |
| Atlantic Records |