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 Oh the interstate's pumpin' just like a vein Full of California license plates And my heart is thumpin' goin insane They turned Austin into LA 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 They're spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee Them good ole boys are few and far between They're spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee Yeah my grandad's spinnin' in his grave And they're all out there I'm old fashioned I'm old fashioned I'm old fashioned I'm old fashioned