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I'm Still Me - Williams Riley
Written by：Williams Riley
Easy does it across the room
Don't cut a rug like he used to
Just shuffles around on those old knees
He's either in the way or moving too slow
Forgettin' things that he oughta know
His body and his bones might not agree
But in his mind he's thinkin'
I'm still me running wild and free
Down an old dirt road jumping from a sycamore tree
Grass stained bare feet
I'm still me in my prime
Got an I can do anything state of mind
I might not be the pup I used to be
But I'm still me
He hears 'em say he's had a good life
Sixty years with a loving wife
Like all that he's got left is memories
Kid's and grandkid's on the wall
They still drop by but mostly call
Ya know they're checking in
Just to see if he's still him
He just smiles and tells 'em
I'm still me turning seventeen
Flying down that road flirting with the girl of my dreams
Just like James Dean
I'm still me in my prime
Got an I can do anything state of mind
I might not be the man I used to be
But I'm still me I'm still me
I'm still me turning thirty three
With a whole lot of miles in front of me
I'm still me in the same old skin
A little short on breath but I'm catchin' my second wind
I could do it all again
I'm still me in my prime
Got an I can do anything state of mind
Got my pride and I got my dignity
I might not be the man I used to be
But I'm still me I'm still me
Oh I'm still me
