Aaron Watson - They Don't Make Em Like They Used To lyrics

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 d**h 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