Jerrod Niemann - Old School New Again Lyrics
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Old School New Again
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What Are The Lyrics For Old School New Again By Jerrod Niemann?
I ain't rich and I ain't famous
But there's folks out there that come to see the band. At times it seems that Nashville won't claim us. So we just keep on trucking in a beat up van. They call me a throw back, another old hat act. Well I can't help that's who I am. I guess I'm just old school I love making music you can dance to. I may not sound like the latest trend. Never been on a t.v. show. I got some buddies out in radio That spin my records every now and then. So call me a dreaming fool, But wouldn't it be So cool if we made old school new again. I know times they change. So I ain't saying, we need to go back to Nudie suits, Rhinestones and fringe. I just wanna be proud Of what I'm playing and sing a little Lefty now and then. Just hope there's a jukebox that still has an empty slot, Lord knows I ought to fit in. I guess I'm just old school I love making music you can dance to. I may not sound like the latest trend. Never been on a t.v. show. I got some buddies out in radio That spin my records every now and then. So call me a dreaming fool, but wouldn't it be So cool if we made old school new again. I know a cowboy who lost a friend We all wrote a song for him And we made old school new again. |
Who Wrote Old School New Again By Jerrod Niemann?
Jerrod Niemann, Richie Brown
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What's The Duration Of The Old School New Again By Jerrod Niemann?The duration of Old School New Again is 3:43 minutes and seconds. |
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