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