Lyrics
It’s true that I used to be crazy
And harder to love than most men
But the blood that ran in these tired old hands
Was hotter and wilder back then
And harder to love than most men
But the blood that ran in these tired old hands
Was hotter and wilder back then
And I don’t feel as tall as I used to
Maybe it’s just that I’ve grown
You’re the one that held my hand when I fell
When I just couldn’t make it alone
Maybe it’s just that I’ve grown
You’re the one that held my hand when I fell
When I just couldn’t make it alone
We’ve lived down all the stories
I sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
I guess, you’re the one
I sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
I guess, you’re the one
Your daughters a ladies, she’s a fortune
My your son is an heir to the throne
And this crown that I hold is tarnished and cold
But it’s a symbol of all that we own
My your son is an heir to the throne
And this crown that I hold is tarnished and cold
But it’s a symbol of all that we own
Sometimes I wish I was younger
And could pick up the pieces and run
But then I look back on the matter of fact
And it’s a race that we’ve already won
And could pick up the pieces and run
But then I look back on the matter of fact
And it’s a race that we’ve already won
We’ve lived out all the stories
Sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
I guess, you’re the one
Sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
I guess, you’re the one
We’ve lived out all the stories
Sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
And you knew the one
Sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
And you knew the one