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Riley Green

They Don't Make 'em Like That No More

 

They Don't Make 'em Like That No More

(album: Ain't My Last Rodeo - 2023)


I'm still driving 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 picking on
I thought about selling when times got tough
But I just couldn't give it up

'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find at the discount store
There's just something 'bout being handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like ol' 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

There's a cardboard box mom won't give away
Full of old cassettes and 8-track tapes
That's the first time 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 standing still

'Cause they don't make 'em like that no more
Some things you can't find at the discount store
There's just something 'bout being handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like ol' 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
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 at the discount store
There's just something 'bout being handmade
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Like ol' 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

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