Lyrics Aaron Watson

Aaron Watson

They Don't Make Em Like They Used To

Bluebonnets down a long stretch of hill country highway

Windows down, radio up, ride shotgun next to you

You were smoking Camel Lights behind the wheel I can still hear you say

Three hundred thousand miles you can't beat an ol' beat up Chevrolet

Well Granny's in the kitchen, smell of fried chicken frying

She's cooking in her apron singing along with Patsy Cline

Playing ball in the front yard, little sister runs in crying

She climbs up in her arms, I hear her laughing through the old screen door

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like you anymore

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like you anymore

Well the days have changed since the golden days in some ways we've come so far

But I never dreamed we'd trade the American Dream for a fancy foreign car

Have we sold our souls to save a buck traded hard work for dumb luck

And those old country songs are sounding better than ever before

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like you anymore

Now they don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like you anymore

So you live the kind of life so long after you're long gone

You'll always be there in their hearts and your love light will shine on

And someday they'll sit around down at John T's Country Store

They'll be laughing over stories you told a thousand times before, saying

They don't make em like you anymore

They don't make em like you anymore

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like you anymore

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like you anymore

Well no news is good news, tell me whose news really tells the truth

The death toll rises high as gas prices shoot straight through the roof

Meanwhile politicians preach while some preachers politic

Well we need is lots of love, yeah lots of love might do the trick

Instead we criticize, we glamorize who's right or wrong, who's left or right

Missing out on so many beautiful colors fighting over what's black and white

We've gotta forgive, gotta learn to live together, make the world a better place

And just maybe someday somebody somewhere will look back on today

Look back on us and say

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like you anymore