Old Fashioned

          A
Yeah, I'm out here runnin' just as 
fast as I can
        D
Got the whole world lookin' at me
        A
They're beggin' me to change 
everything that I am
         D
But it ain't who I wanna be
        F#m                 D
Oh the interstate's pumpin' just 
like a vein
        A                       E
Full of California license plates
       F#m                D
And my heart is thumpin', goin' 
insane
            A            E
They turned Austin into A

[Chorus]
       D               A          
Them good ole boys are few and far
   E
 between
        D                    F#m  
They're spread out thin from 
             E
Houston to Tennesee
           F#m               D
Yeah, my granddad's spinnin' in his 
grave
      A                  E        
And they're all laughin', I'm old 
        D
fashioned

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[Verse 2]
  A
Yes, sir and no, sir, pardon me, 
ma'am
          D
You don't hear it much anymore
          A
From the punk-ass kids not givin' a 
damn
         D
Hangin' out at the corner store
              F#m                  
They're gonna beg, steal and borrow
       D
 the promise for tomorrow
   A                   E
It ain't that hard to tell
     F#m                           
And no one else knows because 
          D
'cause they're starin' at their 
phones
    A                       E
The whole world's goin' to hell

[Chorus]
       D               A          
Them good ole boys are few and far
   E
 between
        D                    F#m  
They're spread out thin from 
             E
Houston to Tennesee
           F#m               D
Yeah, my granddad's spinnin' in his 
grave
      A                  E        
And they're all laughin', I'm old 
        D    F#m
fashioned
               D   F#m   E
I'm old fashioned

[Bridge]
       D               F#m        
Them good ole boys are few and far
    E
 between
        D                    F#m  
They're spread out thin from 
             E
Houston to Tennesee

[Chorus]
       D               A          
Them good ole boys are few and far
   E
 between
        D                    F#m  
They're spread out thin from 
             E
Houston to Tennesee
           F#m               D
Yeah, my granddad's spinnin' in his 
grave
      A                  E        
And they're all laughin', I'm old 
        D    F#m
fashioned
               D   F#m
I'm old fashioned

[Otro]
E               D   F#m
 I'm old fashioned
               D   F#m
I'm old fashioned