(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 donæ?° give in
When I believe that Iæ?¦ right
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
Itæ?¯ plain to see
That the cold hands of time
Ainæ?° had much mercy on me
But I played a straight game
With the cards that were dealt
And I can look straight ahead
Lookin?back at myself

Now I ainæ?° been no angel
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 ainæ?° forgot what you get
For getting?out of line
Now this old world throws some punches
And Iæ?³e taken a few
Now my skinæ?¯ tough as leather
But Iæ?³e grown strong with the truth
Thereæ?¯ been so many times I couldæ?³e just stepped aside
Ah but then I couldnæ?° stand here with this peace of mind

Lookin?back at myself
Itæ?¯ plain to see
That the cold hands of time
Ainæ?° had much mercy on me
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