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Introduction
Let’s dive into George Strait’s timeless ballad, “Troubadour”.
Released in 2008 as both the title track and second single from the album of the same name, “Troubadour” is a quintessential example of George Strait’s mastery of the country genre. Penned by the talented songwriting duo of Leslie Satcher and Monty Holmes, the song was produced with Strait’s signature blend of traditionalism and contemporary appeal.
With “Troubadour”, Strait solidifies his status as a seasoned storyteller and the undisputed “King of Country Music.” The song is a poignant reflection on the passage of time, capturing the essence of a life dedicated to music. It’s a departure from the upbeat, dance-hall anthems that often characterize Strait’s discography, instead offering a more introspective and mature exploration of the artist’s journey. While the song didn’t achieve the chart-topping heights of some of his previous releases, it garnered critical acclaim and resonated deeply with fans who appreciate Strait’s ability to connect with audiences on a personal level.
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Lyrics
I still feel 25,
most of the time.
I still raise a little cain with the boys.
Honky tonks and pretty women.
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,
Knowin’ 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.
(Chorus)
Sometimes I feel like Jesse James,
Still trying to make a name,
Knowin’ 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.
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.