Official music video for the song "Troubadour" by George Strait. The video introduces Strait's persona as a country singer, incorporating elements of storytelling, reflection, and a touch of outlaw charm. It is a visually engaging performance, focusing on the theme of the lyrics.
The video emphasizes the tenacity and journey of a troubadour, a wandering musician. The lyrics highlight the singer's views on maintaining a youthful spirit and artistic integrity through both the joys and challenges of life. The song deals with the theme of staying true to oneself, even when faced with the inevitable changes of life, and ultimately carries the idea of resilience through time and challenges.
The video may feature Strait performing the song, overlaid with imagery that reflects the lyrics. The imagery may depict a pub scene, travel, and perhaps a symbol of youth and old age. The song's musicality (and the accompanying video editing choices) emphasize the nostalgic aspect and enduring nature of country music.
The official music video for George Strait's "Troubadour" highlights the artist's enduring spirit and musical journey, using visual imagery to powerfully reinforce the song's themes of youth, resilience, and the enduring nature of the "troubadour" character.
Lyrics
I still feel twenty-five most of the timeI still raise a little Cain with the boysHonky Tonks and pretty womenBut Lord I'm still right there with 'emSinging above the crowd and the noise
Sometimes I feel like Jesse JamesStill trying to make a nameKnowing nothing's gonna change what I amI was a young troubadourWhen I rode in on a songAnd I'll be an old troubadour when I'm gone
Well, the truth about a mirrorIs that a damned old mirrorDon't really tell the whole truthIt don't show what's deep insideOr read between the linesAnd it's really no reflection of my youth
Sometimes I feel like Jesse JamesStill trying to make a nameKnowing nothing's gonna change what I amI was a young troubadourWhen I rode in on a songI'll be an old troubadour when I'm goneI was a young troubadourWhen I rode in on a songAnd I'll be an old troubadour when I'm goneI'll be an old troubadour when I'm gone