It's true that I used to be crazy
And harder to love than most men
And the blood that ran in these tired hands
Was harder and wilder back thenAnd I don't feel as tall as I used to
Maybe it's just that I've grown
You're the one that held my hand when I fell
If I just couldn't make it aloneWe've lived out all the stories
Sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
I guess, you're the oneYour daughters a lady, she's a fortune
And your son an heir to the throne
And though this crown that I hold is tarnished and cold
It's a symbol of all that we ownSometimes I wish I was younger
And could pick up the pieces and run
But then I look back on the matter of fact
And it's a race that we've already wonWe've lived out all the stories
Sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
I guess, you're the oneWe've lived out all the stories
Sang all the old songs
It takes one to know me
And you knew the one
Songwriters
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