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