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 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

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

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

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

We've lived out all the stories
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

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Writer(s): CARLENE CARTER