They Don’t Make ‘Em Like They Used To

They don't make them like they used to

You always used to say

That's why everything you've ever built

Is still standing here today

That old Camaro in the carport

The fence along the lane

All the walls in this old house

Right down to the family name

Mama said you always worried

You wouldn't leave that much behind

You can't make a million bucks

On some damned assembly line

But you threw every dime you could

Into that Folger's coffee can

After ten percent to Jesus

Twenty-five to Uncle Sam

Whoah-oh, story after story

Of all your faded glory

Is all I ever hope to live up to

Whoah-oh, know as I get older

I'm standing on your shoulders

Trying to be just like you

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

Well you always used to warn me

About this highway I was on

Ain't no way to make a living

Squeezing pennies out of songs

And I may never build a castle

But the ends meet up somehow

Throwing coins into a coffee can

Oh if you could see me now

Whoah-oh; story after story

Of all your faded glory

Is all I ever hope to live up to

Whoah-oh; know as I get older

I'm standing on your shoulders

Trying to be just like you

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

Leather skin, tough as nails

Promises never failed

Solid as the gospel truth

They don't make 'em like they used to

Whoah-oh; know as I get older

I'm standing on your shoulders

Trying to be just like you

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

They don't make 'em like they used to

Oh, they don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to

They don't make 'em like they used to