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Ray LaMontangue “Old Before Your Time”

The following are the lyrics from Ray LaMontangue’s “Old Before Your Time”, off of his most recent album God Willin’ & The Creek Don’t Rise. Derick and I have been into this album lately; it just never seems to get old, and gets better every time. Last night when I was making dinner, he said to me, “Listen to the words of this song…”
It is so easy to listen to music and just go with the rhythm, love the song but never really listen to it. Especially with singer-songwriters like him, it’s great to try to hear the words to the songs. This album totally nails it in my opinion; if you are in the hunt for new music I highly recommend it! I italicized some of my favorite parts to this song…
Enjoy,
~Kelly

When I was a younger man lookin’ for my pot of gold
Everywhere I turned the doors were closin’
It took every ounce of faith I had to keep on keepin’ on
And still I felt like I was only losin’

I refused then like I do now to let anybody tie me down
And I lost a few good friends along the way
I was raised up poor and I wanted more
And maybe I’m a little too proud
In lookin’ back I see a kid who was just
Afraid, hungry and old before his time

Through the years I’ve known my share of broken hearted fools
And those who couldn’t choose a path worth taking
There’s nothin’ in the world so sad as talking to a man
Who never knew his life was his for making

Ain’t it about time you realize? It’s not worth keepin’ score
You win some, you lose some and you let it go
What’s the use of stacking on every failure another stone
Till you find you’ve spent your whole damn life
Building walls, lonely and old before your time

It took so long to see
That truth was all around me

Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin’ gold
And like the sky my soul is also turnin’
Turnin’ from the past, at last and all I’ve left behind
Could it be that I am finally learnin’?

Learnin’ I’m deserving of love and the peaceful heart
I won’t tear myself apart no more for tryin’
I’m tired of lyin’ to myself, tryin’ to buy what can’t be bought
It’s not livin’ that you’re doin’ if it feels like dying

Cryin, growin’ old before your time
Cryin, growin’ old before your time

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