(aaron tippin/leigh reynolds)
I put down my razor
Toweled off my face
Thought i saw a new wrinkle
And another strand of gray
That one little scar
Kept catching my eye
Reminding me how time does fly
I was only a kid
When i had that first fight
But i still don
When i believe that i
And at least i can stand here
And like what i see
In the man that kid turned out to be
Lookin?back at myself
It
That the cold hands of time
Ain
But i played a straight game
With the cards that were dealt
And i can look straight ahead
Lookin?back at myself
Now i ain
But i learned right from wrong
Thanks to mamma and a hickory
And a love so strong
Yes she taught the rule
That life is lived by
I ain
For getting?out of line
Now this old world throws some punches
And i
Now my skin
But i
There
Ah but then i couldn
Lookin?back at myself
It
That the cold hands of time
Ain
But i played a straight game
With the cards that were dealt
And i can look straight ahead
Lookin?back at myself
Still look straight ahead
Lookin?back at myself
