Karaoké They Don't Make 'em Like That No More Riley Green

I'm still drivin' that Chevrolet that daddy bought new back in eighty-eight

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 pickin' on

I thought about sellin' when times got tough but I just couldn't give it up

'Cos they don't make 'em like that no more

Some things you can't find at the discount store

There's just somethin' 'bout bein' handmade and bought with cash on a firm handshake

Like old 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 marked Give Away full of old cassettes and eight-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 grand-daddy 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 standin' still

'Cos they don't make 'em like that no more

Some things you can't find at the discount store

There's just somethin' 'bout bein' handmade and bought with cash on a firm handshake

Like old 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 grand-daddy 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

'Cos they don't make 'em like that no more

Some things you can't find at the discount store

There's just somethin' 'bout bein' handmade and bought with cash on a firm handshake

Like old 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