They Dont Make Em Like They Used To

They don't make them like they used to You always used to say That's why everything you've ever built Is still standing here today That old Camaro in the carport The fence along the lane All the walls in this old house Right down to the family name Mama said you always worried You wouldn't leave much behind You can't make a million bucks On some damned assembly line But you threw every dime you could Into that Folger's coffee can After ten percent to Jesus Twenty-five to Uncle Sam Whoah-oh, story after story Of all your faded glory Is all I ever hope to live up to Whoah-oh, know as I get older I'm standing on your shoulders Trying to be just like you But they don't make 'em like they used to Well you always used to warn me About this highway I was on Ain't no way to make a living Squeezing pennies out of songs And I may never build a castle But the ends meet up somehow Throwing coins into a coffee can Oh if you could see me now Whoah-oh, story after story Of all your faded glory Is all I ever hope to live up to Whoah-oh, know as I get older I'm standing on your shoulders Trying to be just like you But they don't make 'em like they used to Leather skin, tough as nails Promises that never failed Solid as the gospel truth They don't make 'em like they used to Whoah-oh, know as I get older I'm standing on your shoulders Trying to be just like you But they don't make 'em like they used to They don't make 'em like they used to (repeat until song fades out)