I still feel 25,
most of the time.
I still raise a little cain with the boys.
Honky tonks and pretty women.
Lord I'm still right there with them.
Singing above the crowd and the noise.
(Chorus)
Sometimes I feel like Jesse James,
Still trying to make a name,
Knowin' nothing's 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,
Is that a damned old mirror,
Don't really tell the whole truth.
It don't show what's deep inside.
Oh read between the lines,
And it's really no reflection of my youth.
(Repeat Chorus)
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.
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