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Hey, man, it's been a while
Do you remember me?
When I hit the streets I was 17
A little wild, a little green
I've been up and down and in between
After all these years and miles and memories
I'm still chasing dreams
But I ain't looking over my shoulder

Chorus:
I like the bed I'm sleeping in
It's just like me, it's broken in
It's not old...just older
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans
This skin I'm in it's alright with me
It's not old...just older

It's good to see your face
You ain't no worse for wear
Breathing that California air
When we took on the world
We were young and brave
We got secrets that we'll take to the grave
And we're standing here shoulder to shoulder

Chorus

I'm not old enough to sing the blues
But I wore the holes in the soles of these shoes
You can roll the dice 'til they call your bluff
But you can't win until you're not afraid to lose, yeah

Well, I look in the mirror
I don't hate what I see
There's a few more lines staring back at me
Now the nights have grown a little bit colder
Hey man, I gotta run
You take care
If you see coach T. tell him I've cut my hair
I kept my faith
I still believe I'm just...

Chorus

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Hey, man, it's been a while  
Do you remember me?  
When I hit the streets I was 17  
A little wild, a little green  
I've been up and down and in between  
After all these years and miles and memories  
I'm still chasing dreams  
But I ain't looking over my shoulder  
  
Chorus:  
I like the bed I'm sleeping in  
It's just like me, it's broken in  
It's not old...just older  
Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans  
This skin I'm in it's alright with me  
It's not old...just older  
  
It's good to see your face  
You ain't no worse for wear  
Breathing that California air  
When we took on the world  
We were young and brave  
We got secrets that we'll take to the grave  
And we're standing here shoulder to shoulder  
  
Chorus  
  
I'm not old enough to sing the blues  
But I wore the holes in the soles of these shoes  
You can roll the dice 'til they call your bluff  
But you can't win until you're not afraid to lose, yeah  
  
Well, I look in the mirror  
I don't hate what I see  
There's a few more lines staring back at me  
Now the nights have grown a little bit colder  
Hey man, I gotta run  
You take care  
If you see coach T. tell him I've cut my hair  
I kept my faith  
I still believe I'm just...  
  
Chorus

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