[Chorus: Justin Adams]I miss the old days, tall ChevroletsNice tanned up legs swingin' on a tailgateThe old days, when fist fights were fineThrowin' hands didn't land you two months jail timeThe old days, when love was realAnd it burned in your soul like a moonshine stillThe old days, those days are goneSo I cherish the memories of the place I call home, oh yeah[Verse 1: Upchurch]There's a bridge on River Road where I painted my nameWith a couple of buddies with John Deere spray paintWe used to smoke on the green after the sun hit the hayAnd made it home by nine or daddy's temper would blazeIn them high-school front doors, shit we was straight out the backSittin' in a deer stand chewin' Redman up by the packThem straight pipes on the 5.7 made us feel badassSittin' in the senior parkin' lot crankin' up Johnny CashMy grades, they wasn't great, but my heart is nothin' but goldHospitality's priceless, it ain't 'bout tradin' a soulSo before you judge my cover, won't you dive in my soulAnd learn I'm from another life, I'm like 200 years old[Chorus: Justin Adams]I miss the old days, tall ChevroletsNice tanned up legs swingin' on a tailgateThe old days, when fist fights were fineThrowin' hands didn't land you two months jail timeThe old days, when love was realAnd it burned in your soul like a moonshine stillThe old days, those days are goneSo I cherish the memories of the place I call home, oh yeahOh yeah[Verse 2: Upchurch]When I show up to a show, everybody knows I'm fuckin' thereWalk by like I'm stuck in silence, let the folks with cameras stareI'm there to put my county on, with muddy water in my veinsCountless nights on Indian Springs, prayin' I would catch my dreamWhen Paw Paw went to heaven, let me tell you, I was lost in lifeAlmost got fronted them pounds to help keep on my families lightsBut then I walked to a church in the midst of the nightPut some tears on the tulips and the creation was brightAnd I knew at that very moment the fight I's about to pick involvedCowboy boots, guitars and not givin' a shitSo let me write to the beat of my two clickin' Tony Lama'sLive in a trailer with my family and a few saved up dollarsChurch[Chorus: Justin Adams]I miss the old days, tall ChevroletsNice tanned up legs swingin' on a tailgateThe old days, when fist fights were fineThrowin' hands didn't land you two months jail timeThe old days, when love was realAnd it burned in your soul like a moonshine stillThe old days, those days are goneSo I cherish the memories of the place I call home, oh yeah
