Troubadour

George Strait

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.

(Chorus) 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.
(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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