The Old Stuff Lyrics

Garth Brooks - The Old Stuff Lyrics

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The Old Stuff Lyrics

(Bryan Kennedy, Dan Roberts, Garth Brooks)

 Oh I said a little prayer tonight

 Before I came on stage

 As I came walkin' past the drivers and the locals on

the union wage

 I asked the dear Lord up in heaven

 Let me treat the music right

 Then I prayed that Detroit

 Goes wild tonight

 Seven pickers and all our gear in a rental van

 Playin' music never sleepin' and workin' on a neon

tan

 We played The Barn down in Sanford Florida

 For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park

 We plugged it in up east at Bull Run and the place

went dark

 Back when the old stuff was new

 Back before the buses and the hard workin' boys in

the crew

 It was one big party

 But the business called it payin' our dues

 Back when the old stuff was new

 Oh the stories we could tell

 If it weren't for the code of the road

 About The Buckboard, Bear Creek, Cowboys, and the

Grizzly Rose

 You know the weather turned bad in Scottsdale

 A tornado nearly stole the show

 We just danced in the rain and listened to the

thunder roll

 Back when the old stuff was new

 Hats off to the K.C. Opry and ellA GURU'S

 It was one big party

 Uncle Joe you know we owe it to you

 Back when the old stuff was new

 No rules young fools comin' from the old school

 Takin' on the world alone

 Next date can't wait tearin' up the interstate

 Every place we played was home

 Balls out no doubt this is what it's all about

 Beggin' for a place to play

 Swingin' with our old friends

 Prayin' that it never ends

 Wouldn't trade a single day

 Back when the old stuff was new

 Back before the buses and the hard workin' boys in

the crew

 It was one big party

 But the paper's called it payin' our dues

 Back when the old stuff was new

 Hey it's still one big party

 You can call it whatever you choose

 You make me feel like the old stuff is new