man...nobody's commented on this song yet? This is one of my favourite George Strait songs. Troubadours were composers of songs or poems who flourished from about 1100 to about 1300.
What I gather from it, is that he's saying even though he's getting older, he still fondly remembers his young days and still lives them.
As far as the second verse goes, I'd say that could be interpreted as when you look in the mirror, it only shows you the outside, (face value) of a person, and doesn't show their personality.
The song as a whole I think is about life's journey, and about how everyone is always on one continuous trek that never ends until you're 6 feet under. I can feel what George is singing about...I'm going to be 23 soon a senior in college, and boy do I miss being 18 and a senior in high school...best times of my life.
man...nobody's commented on this song yet? This is one of my favourite George Strait songs. Troubadours were composers of songs or poems who flourished from about 1100 to about 1300.
What I gather from it, is that he's saying even though he's getting older, he still fondly remembers his young days and still lives them.
As far as the second verse goes, I'd say that could be interpreted as when you look in the mirror, it only shows you the outside, (face value) of a person, and doesn't show their personality.
The song as a whole I think is about life's journey, and about how everyone is always on one continuous trek that never ends until you're 6 feet under. I can feel what George is singing about...I'm going to be 23 soon a senior in college, and boy do I miss being 18 and a senior in high school...best times of my life.