The Oak Ridge Boys - Old Ways lyrics
[The Oak Ridge Boys - Old Ways lyrics]
My grandaddy's daddy
Settled down here on this land
A mule, forty acres and two willing hands
Worked this timber, turned to lumber
Built a house, where I was raised
And he did it all because he
Was taught the old ways
By the time my daddy started passing
Down these tools to me
They were time-tested
Tried and true family legacies
Save the seeds out of the garden
Let the bible lеad your way
Lord, I am thankful he passed
Down the old ways
Wеll, hard times are hard but they
Make you who you are
And the lessons that we've
Learned along the way
Are meant to be used often
Lest they be forgotten
Life ain't always made of good old days
And I'm a proud member of the old ways
Daddy crossed over in the spring of '95
He left it on my shoulders
To keep it all alive
Though I feel like a stranger
In this fast and modern age
I live a life of passing round
And handing down the old ways
Well, hard times are hard but they
Make you who you are
And the lessons that we've
Learned along the way
Are meant to be used often
Lest they be forgotten
Life ain't always made of good old days
And I'm a proud member of the old ways
And I'm a proud member of the old ways
Settled down here on this land
A mule, forty acres and two willing hands
Worked this timber, turned to lumber
Built a house, where I was raised
And he did it all because he
Was taught the old ways
By the time my daddy started passing
Down these tools to me
They were time-tested
Tried and true family legacies
Save the seeds out of the garden
Let the bible lеad your way
Lord, I am thankful he passed
Down the old ways
Wеll, hard times are hard but they
Make you who you are
And the lessons that we've
Learned along the way
Are meant to be used often
Lest they be forgotten
Life ain't always made of good old days
And I'm a proud member of the old ways
Daddy crossed over in the spring of '95
He left it on my shoulders
To keep it all alive
Though I feel like a stranger
In this fast and modern age
I live a life of passing round
And handing down the old ways
Well, hard times are hard but they
Make you who you are
And the lessons that we've
Learned along the way
Are meant to be used often
Lest they be forgotten
Life ain't always made of good old days
And I'm a proud member of the old ways
And I'm a proud member of the old ways