Letra They Don’t Make ’Em Like That No More - Riley Green
I'm still drivin' that Chevrolet
That daddy bought new back in '88
And it's more rust than two-tone paint
But turn the key and it'll crank
My first guitar was an Epiphone
Same one I'm still pickin' on
I thought about sellin' when times got tough
But just couldn't give it up
'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find in the discount store
There's just something 'bout bein' handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like old Zebcos and pocket knives
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
And this worn out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
Got a carboard box mom won't give away
Full of old cassettes and 8-track tapes
That's the first way I ever heard Hank
Don't wanna hear him any other way
There's a little white house granddaddy built
'Cross a dried up creek, bank, and cotton field
He sawed every board at the local mill
And in a hundred years, it'll be standin' still
'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find in the discount store
There's just something 'bout bein' handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like old Zebcos and pocket knives
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
And this worn out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
They don't make 'em like that no more
Well, my granddaddy cussed and chewed Red Man
Grandmama prayed and knew every hymn
And they don't make 'em like that no more
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find in the discount store
There's just something 'bout bein' handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like old Zebco's and pocket knives
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
And this worn out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
They don't make 'em like that no more
That daddy bought new back in '88
And it's more rust than two-tone paint
But turn the key and it'll crank
My first guitar was an Epiphone
Same one I'm still pickin' on
I thought about sellin' when times got tough
But just couldn't give it up
'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find in the discount store
There's just something 'bout bein' handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like old Zebcos and pocket knives
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
And this worn out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
Got a carboard box mom won't give away
Full of old cassettes and 8-track tapes
That's the first way I ever heard Hank
Don't wanna hear him any other way
There's a little white house granddaddy built
'Cross a dried up creek, bank, and cotton field
He sawed every board at the local mill
And in a hundred years, it'll be standin' still
'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find in the discount store
There's just something 'bout bein' handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like old Zebcos and pocket knives
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
And this worn out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
They don't make 'em like that no more
Well, my granddaddy cussed and chewed Red Man
Grandmama prayed and knew every hymn
And they don't make 'em like that no more
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find in the discount store
There's just something 'bout bein' handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like old Zebco's and pocket knives
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
And this worn out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Well, they don't make 'em like that no more
They don't make 'em like that no more
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Imagine That
Damn, I can't believe that you picked up the phone, This late at night, I bet you're wonderin' what the hell I want, I just called to let you know that you're the only always on my mind, See if there's a chance in...
Don’t Come Any Closer
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Pave All Them Red Dirt Roads
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