About the song
Background
- Debut Single: This was Garth Brooks’ very first single, released in 1989. It put him on the map as a rising star in country music.
- Songwriters: Garth Brooks and Randy Taylor co-wrote the song.
- Album: The song appeared on Garth Brooks’ self-titled debut album.
- Legacy: Despite peaking at a modest #8 on country charts, the song became a memorable and significant part of Garth Brooks’ early career.
Lyrics
The lyrics tell a story of weariness and fading dreams from the perspective of an aging rodeo cowboy:
- Highway & Travel: The opening lines express the loneliness and length of the road for a traveling performer.
- Relationship Trouble: The singer mentions calling home to an empty house, hinting at a crumbling relationship.
- Fading Glory: References to Chris LeDoux (a popular, retired rodeo star) and feeling replaced by younger competitors underscore the theme of one’s prime years passing.
- Repetition: The recurring chorus line, “I’m much too young to feel this damn old,” emphasizes the central feeling of the song.
Themes
- Aging & Regret: The song isn’t just about physical age, but the emotional toll of a demanding and lonely lifestyle. The singer is world-weary, suggesting some regrets about life choices.
- Lost Dreams: There’s a sense of dreams starting to slip away, the ambition fading behind physical and emotional exhaustion.
- Resilience: Despite the melancholy, a hint of resilience remains. The singer still has to “ride in Denver tomorrow night,” showing a determination to keep going even while struggling.
Why It Resonates
The song connects with listeners because:
- Relatable Emotions: While the rodeo setting is specific, the broader themes of feeling worn-down and questioning past choices are universal.
- Honesty: The lyrics express raw feelings without sugarcoating the hardships of a particular lifestyle.
- Garth Brooks’ Delivery: Brooks’ vocals convey the world-weariness and hint of desperation perfectly, making the song emotionally impactful.
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Lyrics
This ol’ highway’s getting longerSeems there ain’t no end in sightTo sleep would be best, but I just can’t afford to restI’ve got to ride in Denver tomorrow night
I called the house but no one answeredFor the last two weeks no one’s been homeI guess she’s through with me, to tell the truth I just can’t seeWhat’s kept the woman holding on this long
And the white line’s getting longer and the saddle’s getting coldI’m much too young to feel this damn oldAll my cards are on the table with no ace left in the holeI’m much too young to feel this damn old
The competition’s getting youngerTougher broncs, you know I can’t recallThe worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad boozeSeem to be the only friends I’ve left at all
And the white line’s getting longer and the saddle’s getting coldI’m much too young to feel this damn oldAll my cards are on the table with no ace left in the holeI’m much too young to feel this damn old
Lord, I’m much too young to feel this damn old