They had me late in life — Dad was forty-eight, Mama said God’s plan don’t ever run late. He’d come home tired, boots by the door, She’d kiss his cheek and thank the Lord. They didn’t have much, but I had it all, Faith in our house and love in those walls. And I never knew till the years rolled by, How fast forever can say goodbye. ⸻ (Pre-Chorus) Now I’m the one holdin’ them up, Just like they did when I was young. And every night I pray for time to slow, ‘Cause I’m not ready to let ‘em go. ⸻ (Chorus) They don’t make love like that no more, It’s God and grit behind that door. Through every storm, through every fight, They held on with all their might. Now their hands are weak, but their hearts still strong, And I’m the one that they lean on. If I could trade my years for a few of theirs before, Lord, they don’t make love like that no more. ⸻ (Verse 2) Daddy still bears them work worn scars, Mama thanks God for where we are. He says, “Son, don’t let the small things win,” And I see the boy I was in him. Her hair’s gone gray, her voice gone soft, But her eyes still shine when he takes his hat off. And when I tuck ‘em in, I have to turn away, ‘Cause even the strong break down some days. ⸻ (Pre-Chorus) They gave me roots that still run deep, And I owe them more than they’ll ever see. So I thank the Lord for every breath, For every moment we’ve got left. ⸻ (Chorus) They don’t make love like that no more, It’s God and grit behind that door. Through every storm, through every fight, They held on with all their might. Now their hands are weak, but their hearts still strong, And I’m the one that they lean on. If I could trade my years for a few of theirs before, Lord, they don’t make love like that no more. ⸻ (Bridge) One day that old front door will close, And I’ll stand where the wild wind blows. I’ll still hear their voices through the pines, Sayin’, “Son hold your head high, you’ll be just fine.” ⸻ (Final Chorus) They don’t make love like that no more, It’s the kind you live and die for. Through weary miles and red dirt rain, They showed me strength runs through my veins. Now their faces fade, but the lesson stays, Love’s not a word — it’s the life you gave. And I’ll keep their faith forevermore… Lord, they don’t make love like that no more. ⸻ (Outro) Yeah, I’m the man they raised me to be, And their love still lives in me.
