I still wear my blue jeans and my Doc's
That 80's shirt, love old time rock
When Elvis was King, and sequins were in
And my rose tattoo was just the thing
Nothing changes I still act the same
Kenny Rogers still calls my name
My feet keep the rhythm of a country song
While shooting whiskey I still sing along
For in my heart I still dream the dream
You can call me Mam; I still feel sixteen
Now my kids are teens, I keep getting told
Mom act your age, but I'm not sold
I cry at weddings and funerals the same
My favorite shows man, they're lame
Nothing changes I still act the same
Honky Tonks keep calling my name
My feet keep the rhythm of a country song
While shooting whiskey I still sing along
in my heart I still dream the dream
You can call me Mam, I still feel sixteen
So, come and make your judgment calls
If I stand or if I fall
Nothing changes I still act the same
Kenny Rogers still calls my name
My feet keep the rhythm of a country song
While shooting whiskey I still sing along
For in my heart I still dream the dream
You can call me Mam, I still feel sixteen
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Dandelions In The Wind
PoetryThere are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to...