Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jason Blaine
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jason Blaine
Songwriter:in
Deric Ruttan
Songwriter:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
He still combs his hair like Elvis
Pays cash for everything
And he'll only drive a Chevy
And he thinks Alan Jackson's king
He knows everyone by name
At the local hardware store
They don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 2]
Up with the sun each morning
Hardly missed a day of work
Summer 1957
He helped build that Lutheran church
Believes a man should work all week
Save Sunday for the Lord
They don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 3]
Standing shoulder to shoulder with him now
I still feel small
And I'm still looking up to him like he's ten feet tall
There's something about that generation
These days, I think we need 'em
More than we ever did before
But they don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 4]
He married his sweet Marilyn
June 1955
He goes on and on about her
Casseroles, her clear blue eyes
He still helps her with her coat
Still opens her car door
They don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 5]
Standing shoulder to shoulder with him now
I still feel small
And I'm still looking up to him like he's ten feet tall
There's something about that generation
These days, I think we need 'em
More than we ever did before
But they don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 6]
There's something about that generation
These days, I think we need 'em
More than we ever did before
Yeah, that's for sure
But they don't make 'em like that anymore
[Verse 7]
He still combs his hair like Elvis
Pays cash for everything
Written by: Deric Ruttan, Jason Blaine
