Going gray around the temples Usually days when I won't shave Have a habit of tripping over ripples, And watching them roll in to waves
[Chorus] I've been too long riding this range Running wild, without reins Always traveling against the grains And pretty girls deserve better I'm too old to change
Can't say I've been sorry About anything I've ran off to see And all the nights that we roared And going home never dawned upon me
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You better get gone and grow old graceful As graceful as push-ups can get ya But some times I look over my shoulder And smile about what they said about me
[Chorus]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
