I still feel twenty five most of the time.
I still raise a little cane with the boys.
Honky-tonks and pretty women, lord I\'m still right there with \'em
Singin\' above the crowd and the noise

Sometimes I feel like Jesse James
Still trying to make a name, Knowing 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 Or read between the lines
and it\'s really no reflection of my youth.

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
I\'ll be an old Troubadour when I\'m gone.
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Thanks to (Jeff) for correcting these lyrics. Mar 23, 2008

Thanks to (glenn) for correcting these lyrics. Mar 26, 2008

Thanks to (Carl) for correcting these lyrics. Apr 4, 2008

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