Bb F Dm7 Csus C
I recall 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 Nuys and acting so uncouth
Bb F Bb Csus C
All the joys 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 nights
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 comfort 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 catastrophe
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 comfort too low to fly too young to die
SOLO
Bb F Bb Csus C
There is peace in losing control
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 north on some Sonoma county road
Bb C F/A Bb F/A Gm7
With Jimmy Dean and Steve McQueen all the boys be singing
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 comfort too low to fly too young to die
