Troubadour

I still feel 25,

Most of the time.

I still raise a little cain with the boys.

Honky tonk and pretty woman.

Lord I'm still right there with them.

Singing above the crowd and the noise.

Sometimes I feel like Jesse James,

Still trying to make a name.

Knowing nothings gonna change what I am.

I was a young troubadour,

When I rode in on a song.

And I'll be an old troubadour,

When I'm gone.

Well, The truth about a mirror,

It's that a damn old mirrow.

Don't really tell the whole truth,

It don't show what's deep inside.

Oh read between the lines,

It's really no reflection of my youth.

I was a young troubadour,

When I rode in on a song.

And I'll be an old troubadour,

When I'm gone.

I'll be an old troubadour,

When I'm gone