The Old Stuff lyrics |
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(Bryan Kennedy, Dan Roberts, Garth Brooks) Oh I said a little prayer tonight Before I came on stage As I came walkin' past the drivers and the locals on The union wage I asked the dear Lord up in heaven Let me treat the music right Then I prayed that Detroit Goes wild tonight Seven pickers and all our gear in a rental van Playin' music never sleepin' and workin' on a neon Tan We played The Barn down in Sanford Florida For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park We plugged it in up east at Bull Run and the place Went dark Back when the old stuff was new Back before the buses and the hard workin' boys in The crew |
It was one big party But the business called it payin' our dues Back when the old stuff was new Oh the stories we could tell If it weren't for the code of the road About The Buckboard, Bear Creek, Cowboys, and the Grizzly Rose You know the weather turned bad in Scottsdale A tornado nearly stole the show We just danced in the rain and listened to the Thunder roll Back when the old stuff was new Hats off to the K.C. Opry and ellA GURU'S It was one big party Uncle Joe you know we owe it to you Back when the old stuff was new No rules young fools comin' from the old school Takin' on the world alone |
Next date can't wait tearin' up the interstate Every place we played was home Balls out no doubt this is what it's all about Beggin' for a place to play Swingin' with our old friends Prayin' that it never ends Wouldn't trade a single day Back when the old stuff was new Back before the buses and the hard workin' boys in The crew It was one big party But the paper's called it payin' our dues Back when the old stuff was new Hey it's still one big party You can call it whatever you choose You make me feel like the old stuff is new |
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Garth Brooks song lyrics
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