Travis Tritt - They Don't Make 'em Like That No More lyrics

She had three hundred horses ragin' under the hood That '67 Chevy sounded so damn good Come Friday night, I'd take her out on the town Turnin' all the heads and burnin' it down Three hundred thousand miles on that dashboard Son, they don't make 'em like that no more She was the prettiest thing this country boy ever seen An Oklahoma cutie and a rodeo queen Every cowboy there would try to steal her heart She was put together like a work of art When she looked my way I nearly hit the floor Hoss, they don't make 'em like that no more There's just some things that stand the test of time Like an old jukebox and some honky-tonk wine Newer ain't better buddy, that's for sure Son, they don't make 'em like that no more Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah) Well, ol' Hag came on my daddy's radio Every word he sang whispered to my soul There was truth and passion in every line I could almost swear he could read my mind Yeah, them heartbreak songs cut me to the core Lord, they don't make 'em like that no more There's just some things that stand the test of time Like an old jukebox and some honky-tonk wine Newer ain't better buddy, that's for sure Son, they don't make 'em like that no more Lord, they don't make 'em like this no more Said no, they don't make 'em like me no more