Capo 3
D
They don't make them like they used to
G D
You always used to say
A
That's why everything you've ever built
G D
Is still standing here today
D
That old Camaro in the carport
G D
The fence along the lane
A
All the walls in this old house
G D
Right down to the family name
D
Mama said you always worried
G D
You wouldn't leave much behind
A
You can't make a million bucks
G D
On some damned assembly line
D
But you threw every dime you could
G D
Into that Folger's coffee can
A
After ten percent to Jesus
G D
Twenty-five to Uncle Sam
G Bm
Whoah-oh, story after story
D
Of all your faded glory
A
Is all I ever hope to live up to
G Bm
Whoah-oh, know as I get older
D
I'm standing on your shoulders
A
Trying to be just like you
D
But they don't make 'em like they used to
D - A - G
D
Well you always used to warn me
G D
About this highway I was on
A
Ain't no way to make a living
G D
Squeezing pennies out of songs
D
And I may never build a castle
G D
But the ends meet up somehow
A
Throwing coins into a coffee can
G D
Oh if you could see me now
G Bm
Whoah-oh, story after story
D
Of all your faded glory
A
Is all I ever hope to live up to
G Bm
Whoah-oh, know as I get older
D
I'm standing on your shoulders
A
Trying to be just like you
D
But they don't make 'em like they used to
D - A - G
Bm G
Leather skin, tough as nails
Bm
Promises that never failed
G
Solid as the gospel truth
Bm
They don't make 'em like they used to
G Bm
Whoah-oh, know as I get older
D
I'm standing on your shoulders
A
Trying to be just like you
D A G
But they don't make 'em like they used to…
D A G
They don't make 'em like they used to
(repeat until song fades out)
