George Strait - Troubadour

^GI still feel 25, ^Emmost of the time. ^CI still raise a little cain with the^G boys.

^GHonky tonk and pretty woman. ^EmLord I'm still right there with them. ^CSinging above the crowd and the ^Gnoise.

^GSometimes I feel like Jesse James, ^EmStill trying to make a name. ^CKnowing nothings gonna change wha^Gt I am. ^GI was a young troubadour, ^Emwhen I rode in on a song. ^Cand I'll be an old troubadour, G when I'm gone. G Em C G

^GWell, The truth about a mirror, ^EmIt's that a damn old mirrow. ^CDon't really tell the whol^Ge truth,

^EmOh read between the lines, ^Cit's really no reflection of m^Gy youth.

^GI was a young troubadour, ^Emwhen I rode in on a song. ^Cand I'll be an old troubadour, ^Gwhen I'm gone. ^{Em C}I'll be an old troubadour, ^Gwhen I'm gone.