Old Fashioned

(album: Ringling Road - 2015)

Yeah, I'm out here running just as fast as I can
I got the whole world looking at me
They're begging me to change everything I am
But it ain't who I wanna be
Oh, the interstate's pumping just like a vein
Full of California license plates
And my heart is thumping goin insane
They turned Austin into LA

Them good ole boys are few and far between
They're spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee
Yeah my granddad's spinning in his grave
And they're all out there
I'm old fashioned

Yes sir and no sir, pardon me, ma'am
You don't hear it much anymore
From the punk ass kids not giving a damn
Hanging out at the corner store
They're gonna beg steal and borrow
All the promise from tomorrow
It ain't that hard to tell
And no one else knows because
They're staring at their phones
The whole world's going to hell

Them good ole boys are few and far between
They're spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee
Yeah my granddad's spinning in his grave
And they're all out there
I'm old fashioned
I'm old fashioned

Them good ole boys are few and far between
They're spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee
Them good ole boys are few and far between
They're spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee
Yeah my grandad's spinning in his grave
And they're all out there
I'm old fashioned

I'm old fashioned
I'm old fashioned
I'm old fashioned