He laughs when people call him “The King.” “Kings fade,” he once said, “but a troubadour keeps singing.” That’s the spirit behind “Troubadour.” It’s not about glory — it’s about growth. A man looking back at every scar, every song, and realizing he wouldn’t change a thing. George Strait never pretended to be flawless. He sang about being human — steady, loyal, imperfect, and proud of it. And maybe that’s why when he sings “I was a young troubadour, when I wrote in on a song…” you believe him. Because he still is. Older, wiser, maybe quieter — but still riding, still singing, still himself.
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