Lyrics William Clark Green – Old Fashioned

Yeah, I’m out here runnin’ just as fast as I can
I got the whole world lookin’ at me
They’re beggin’ me to change everything I am
But it ain’t who I wanna be

Them good ole boys are few and far between
They’re spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee
Yeah my granddad’s spinnin’ in his grave
And they’re all out there
I’m old fashioned

Yes sir and no sir, pardon me, ma’am
You don’t hear it much anymore
From the punk ass kids not giving a damn
Hangin’ out at the corner store
They’re gonna beg steal and borrow
All the promise from tomorrow
It ain’t that hard to tell
And no one else knows because
They’re starin’ at their phones
The whole world’s goin’ to hell

Them good ole boys are few and far between
They’re spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee
Yeah my granddad’s spinnin’ in his grave
And they’re all out there
I’m old fashioned
I’m old fashioned

Them good ole boys are few and far between

I’m old fashioned
I’m old fashioned
I’m old fashioned