(aaron tippin/leigh reynolds) I put down my razor Toweled off my face Thought i saw a new wrinkle And another strand of gray That one little scar Kept catching my eye Reminding me how time does fly I was only a kid When i had that first fight But i still don When i believe that i And at least i can stand here And like what i see In the man that kid turned out to be Lookin?back at myself It That the cold hands of time Ain But i played a straight game With the cards that were dealt And i can look straight ahead Lookin?back at myself Now i ain But i learned right from wrong Thanks to mamma and a hickory And a love so strong Yes she taught the rule That life is lived by I ain For getting?out of line Now this old world throws some punches And i Now my skin But i There Ah but then i couldn Lookin?back at myself It That the cold hands of time Ain But i played a straight game With the cards that were dealt And i can look straight ahead Lookin?back at myself Still look straight ahead Lookin?back at myself