G Bluebonnets down a long stretch of hill country highway D Windows down, radio up, ride shotgun next to you Em You were smoking Camel Lights behind the wheel C I can still hear you say
G D Three hundred thousand miles you can't Em C beat an ol' beat up Chevrolet G Well Granny's in the kitchen, smell of fried chicken frying D She's cooking in her apron singing along with Patsy Cline Em Playing ball in the front yard, little sister runs in crying C She climbs up in her arms, I hear her laughing through the old screen door G They don't make 'em like they used to D They don't make 'em like they used to Em They don't make 'em like you anymore C They don't make 'em like they used to G D They don't make 'em like they used to Em C They don't make 'em like you anymore G Well the days have changed since D the golden days in some ways we've come so far Em But I never dreamed we'd trade C the American Dream for a fancy foreign car G Have we sold our souls to save a
D buck traded hard work for dumb luck Em And those old country songs are C sounding better than ever before G They don't make 'em like they used to D They don't make 'em like they used to Em They don't make 'em like you anymore C Now they don't make 'em like they used to G D They don't make 'em like they used to Em C They don't make 'em like you anymore G So you live the kind of life so long after you're long gone D You'll always be there in their Em hearts and your love light will shine on C And someday they'll sit around down at G John T's Country Store D They'll be laughing over stories you Em told a thousand times before, saying C They don't make em like you anymore They don't make em like you anymore G They don't make 'em like they used to D They don't make 'em like they used to Em They don't make 'em like you anymore C They don't make 'em like they used to G D They don't make 'em like they used to Em C They don't make 'em like you anymore
G Well no news is good news, D tell me whose news really tells the truth Em The death toll rises high as C gas prices shoot straight through the roof G Meanwhile politicians preach while some preachers politic D Well we need is lots of love, Em C yeah lots of love might do the trick G Instead we criticize, D we glamorize who's right or wrong, who's left or right Em Missing out on so many beautiful C colors fighting over what's black and white G We've gotta forgive, gotta learn D to live together, make the world a better place Em And just maybe someday somebody C somewhere will look back on today Look back on us and say