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