I’m gonna find me a real quiet place take my ol bird dog and run away,
Get Choked up by an old song ,I knew
Cross some barbed wire
Maybe get into something ,
Cold shoulders like the days
January time broom sage
Knee high, while we was huntin
Whys the old things change ,
Why’m I stuck in my ways,
The older I get
The more I find,
These days,
Yeah why’s the old things change,
Have you been hearing the same,
It’ll find you like it did me
Hold on cause it’s hitting,
Wish the days of the old ways were coming soon ,
I’m gonna find me a way to Oklahoma
Find the ones I told ya,
Sit around like time stole ya
Let an old ,tape play
And I play an ol song with my guitar,
Something bout old cars ,
And how then Montana wind
felt like ,Back In late October
How my buddy ran off
Said he was doin his best,
To get sober
But the longer I sit here,
Man it feels real clear
Crazy how the days have gone,
Changing like shoe ties
Counting all them lies,
And why’s the rain feel
Way colder now
Whys the old things change ,
Why’m I stuck in my ways,
The older I get
The more I find,
These days
Yeah why’s the old things change,
Have you been hearing the same
It’ll find you like it did me ,
Hold on cause it’s hitting
Wish the days of the old ways were ,coming soon
Whys the old things change ,
Why’m I stuck in my ways,
The older I get
The more I find,
These days,
Yeah why’s the old things change
Have you been hearing the same,
It’ll find you like it did me
Hold on cause it’s hitting,
Wish the days of the old ways ,were coming soon
I’m gonna find me a real quiet place take my ol bird dog ,and run away
Get Choked up by an old song I knew
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