too old to change

going gray around the temples

usually days when i won't shave

have a have a trip over ripples

and watching them roll in to waves

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

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