When the Good Ol Boys Age Out

When I was just a kid grandad told me, son, this world's a changing fast

The one I that grew up in Lord seems like it just ain't gonna last

He said I feel the storm a comin' the winds of change are blowin' strong

Son, I'm afraid when the good ol' boys age out the good ol' days are gone

It wasn't 20 years ago hard work was part of the American brand

Now it seems like folks are workin' awful hard to do little as they can

Since when did all the grinders and believers become the cause of all that's wrong

I'm afraid when the good ol' boys age out the good ol' days are gone

Here's to the hand that swings the hammer, pours the concrete, bends the steel

To the hand that steers the wheel out on the tractor to the soldiers in the field

Everything they do ain't worth nothin' if we don't pass it on

I'm afraid when all the good ol' boys age out the good ol' days are gone

Why does all the pride we used to feel, feel so far away

The stars and stripes that used to be forever is on borrowed time these days

I ain't trying to make nobody mad, lord, but there's something goin' on

And I'm afraid when the good ol' boys age out the good ol' days are gone

Here's to the hand that swings the hammer, pours the concrete, bends the steel

To the hand that steers the wheel on the tractor to the soldiers in the field

Everything they do ain't worth nothin' if we don't pass it on and on

I'm afraid when all the good ol' boys age out the good ol' days are gone

You got to do all you can son 'cause freedom is an easy thing to lose

And there's folks that fought and died just to fly that old red, white, and blue

You see every generation, lord, is only here for so long

And I'm afraid when all the good ol' boys age out the good ol' days are gone

I'm afraid when all the good ol' boys age out the good ol' days are gone