"The House We Left Standing" Verse 1 I was born in '61 with a radio dial, AM crackle on a Chevy bench seat, Mama in the kitchen, screen door swingin' wide, Daddy said "work hard and stay on your feet." Chorus They don't make times like this anymore, Porch lights buzzin' on a dead-end road, They paved the drive-in, locked the corner store, But we still hear that guitar in the afterglow. We were raised on hard times and simple truths, No, they don't make times like this anymore. Verse 2 Friday night football, the whole town showed up, No phones, just eyes lookin' straight ahead, We learned to dance slow, we learned to get tough, We said what we meant, meant what we said. Chorus They don't make times like this anymore, Hand-me-down truck and a hand-shake deal, The house that time forgot is still the one we adore, 'Cause you can tear it down but not how it feels. Bridge You can keep your fast world, keep your glow, We had something you can't buy or stream, We had summers that went slow, We had a kind of American dream. Outro - soft Yeah, we had it once... 1961 and gone, But that road still runs in me, Long after that house is gone.
