Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joe Stamm Band
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Robert Stamm
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The prices ain't what they used to be
But this time of year you'll still find me
Wadin' down a creek settin' muskrat lines
My kids say, I oughta hang it up
They bought me a phone to keep in the truck
But it's turned off and outta reach most the time
I tell 'em a creek bank ain't a bad place to die
[Chorus]
I'm an old man, livin' out my days in a strange land
The face I shave is a different man's, who I don't recognize
All the wear and tear, weren't for my kids I'd be outta here
Never look back, and I wouldn't care
What I left behind, but I worry what I'm leavin' behind
[Instrumental]
I still keep a few head out back
And I sit here watchin' 'em pick the grass
Them cows is the closest thing I got left to friends
'Cause the old souls in their big wet eyes
Is the one thing I still recognize
So I ain't got the heart to haul 'em in
I just move 'em back and forth, pasture to pen
[Chorus]
I'm an old man, livin' out my days in a strange land
The face I shave is a different man's, who I don't recognize
All the wear and tear, weren't for my kids I'd be outta here
Never look back, and I wouldn't care
What I left behind, but I worry what I'm leavin' behind
[Instrumental]
'Cause the pheasants ain't in the fence rows
And we're all starin' at our cell phones
Not listenin' to the Earth as he cries
[Chorus]
I'm an old man, livin' out my days in a strange land
The face I shave is a different man's, who I don't recognize
All the wear and tear, weren't for my kids I'd be outta here
Never look back, and I wouldn't care
What I left behind, but I worry what I'm leavin' behind
Written by: Joseph Robert Stamm