• Song:

    Young Mans Game

  • Artist:

    Doobie Brothers

Young Man's Game
The Doobie Brothersâ?¨
| C | C | C | C |��               
C                           â?¨
Well now there ain't no rules and regulations 
G                          C    | C |
When you're playin' rock'n'roll
             C
You got your backbeat in the driver's seat
                                 G    | G |
You're rollin' and it's outta control
         Am
Now they say that it's a young man's game
    F
And that is who is burnin' the flame
         D                                            G
But they seem to forget who shot the rocket outta the hole

             C
You got your young string slingers
        G                             C    | C |
Burnin' up and down the fretboard all day
             C                                               G
You got your metal on the dark side warnin' of the judgement day
            Am
But there's still a lotta of guys on the road
            F
And they're knockin' down a backbeat load
       C                    G                      C    | C |
We got thirty long years of bringin' people rock'n'roll

              F                                           C
Rockin' music makes us whole, it doesn't matter if you're young or old
                            G                               Am
They love to hear it on the radio, it takes their troubles away
                        F                         C   
I'll tell ya what don't work for me, the crazy ideology
                       G                                |C   | C |
That says playin' that rock'n'roll is just a young man's game

              C                     G                   C
Now if you're playin' in a coliseum . or in a smoky ol' club
        C                                                          G  | G |
Long as all the people rockin' there's a whole lotta shakin' going on
            Am                            F
When you're singin' in harmony and you're down on your bended knee
           C                       G                          C   | C |
Throw your guitar in the trunk and drive your Cadillac to the show

              F                                           C
Rockin' music makes us whole, it doesn't matter if you're young or old
                            G                               Am
They love to hear it on the radio, it takes their troubles away
                        F                         C   
I'll tell ya what don't work for me, the crazy ideology
                       G                                |C   | n/C |
That says playin' that rock'n'roll is just a young man's game

Bridge:   

||: C | C | C | C | C | C | C :|| . . . . |  . . . . |
â?¨                                      drum break   

| C | G | C | C | C | C | G | G | Am | Am | F | F | C | G | C | C |

              F                                           C
Rockin' music makes us whole, it doesn't matter if you're young or old
                            G                               Am
They love to hear it on the radio, it takes their troubles away
                        F                         C   
I'll tell ya what don't work for me, the crazy ideology
                       G                                |C   | n/C |
That says playin' that rock'n'roll is just a young man's game

C
. I'm hear to tell ya it drives me insane

To hear that rock'n'roll music's just a young man's game

Drivin' in my car I'm tryin' to relax

But those rock'n'roll critics talkin' yak yak yak

I'm hear to tell ya it drives me insane

To hear that rock'n'roll music's just a young man's game

Drivin' in my car I'm tryin' to relax

Have Mercy those critics talkin' yak yak yak


Lyrics from the Doobie Brothers website. 
Tom Johnston sings it a little differently on World Gone Crazy

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