I still feel 25, Most of the time. I still raise a little cain with the boys. Honky tonks 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 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.