Old School

[Intro]

Hand-me-down Ostrich boots, dark wash Levis

Ray-Ban Wayfarers on bloodshot eyes

I dress like my daddy did, circa 1982

I make old school look brand new

[Verse 1]

Raised on George Strait, Alan Jackson, and Pat Green

Learned how to pick from a VHS

Mama taught me how to sing

Sit out on the front porch

The crickets and coyotes sang harmony

We make old school sound brand new

[Chorus]

It’s tried and true, it ain’t leaving soon or going out of style

So march around in your cowboy boots, swagger, and a smile

Some call it classic, even old-fashioned

And others call it cool

I call it old school

Well, how 'bout you?

How 'bout you?

[Verse 2]

Mama and Pop’s love still running like that ’82 Chevrolet

The same one that they brought brand new on their wedding day

They still drive 'round town with the windows down

'Cause they’re more in love than the day they said “I do”

It’s true

'Cause they make old school feel brand new

[Chorus]

It’s tried and true, it ain’t leaving soon or going out of style

So dance around in your old pearl snaps, swagger, and a smile

Some call it classic, even old-fashioned

And others call it cool

I call it old school

Well, how 'bout you?

I call it old school

Well, how 'bout you?

Woo-hoo