They say time catches every man

Guess it finally found me

But I ain't waving no white flag

Mirror in the hallway don't lie anymore

Little silver creeping where the dark used to pour

Young bucks laughing at the lines around my eyes

Like a few hard winters somehow stole my fire

I ain't eighteen in a Friday night crowd

Can't outrun trouble, can't drink that loud

But I still clean up pretty when the boots hit the floor

And I still hear whispers when I walk through the door

My back says easy

My heart says go

I'm still in my prime

Baby, slow or getting off the line

A little more ache, a little less fast

But I still know how to make good moments last

Yeah, time put a little rust on this old design

But I'm just as good as I ever was

Still standing tall, still crossing the line

Call it stubborn, call it pride

I call it in my prime

She pulls me close in the middle of the night

Candles burning low, moon hanging white

Sure I ain't the wildfire I used to be

But I still know exactly what she needs from me

Might take a little longer than it did back then

But she still pulls me closer with that devilish grin

And in the morning she's laughing, says boy don't you know

You still got more than those young boys show

My knees say maybe

My pride says go

I'm still in my prime

Maybe slow or getting off the line

A little more ache, a little less fast

But I still know how to make good moments last

Yeah, time put a little rust on this old design

But I'm just as good as I ever was

Still standing tall, still crossing the line

Call it stubborn, call it pride

I call it in my prime

Friday night little bar on the edge of town

Me and the boys just knocking cold ones down

Then some loudmouth fool starts pushing my friend

He's half my size, but I ain't walking off again

Now my shoulders scream boy don't be dumb

But honor ain't a thing you can just outrun

One shove, one swing, whole place spun around

I woke up sore and he woke up later

But I'd stood my ground

My body said no

My pride said yes

Still got fight, still got scars

Still got stories, little slower now

Little wiser now, still standing strong

Not done yet, not backing down

Still in my prime

Might be weathered by a little time

A little more pain, a little less speed

But I still got everything I need

Yeah, life leaves a few hard miles behind

But I'm just as good as I ever was

Still got fire, still got drive

Call it crazy, call it pride

I call it in my prime

Yeah, I call it my prime

No, I ain't eighteen

But don't count me out just yet