Old Souls - Charlie Farley

Well there’s dust on the tractor, a couple trucks in the pasture

Big bucks on the back wall

Boots on the front porch, a welcome mat on the floor and a sign saying howdy

ya’ll

I know that times sure change but we damn sure ain’t

We just some young folks living with old souls

We’ll always load them hounds, you don’t get tired of that sound

If you come from where we come from or got our kind of background

Daddy had us shooting them rifle rounds when we could barely hold a gun up

Now we’re passing them ol traditions down to our Daughters and our Sons

You can say that we’re crazy for doing the things that we do for fun

But I could say the same thing to you for the life that you live, for one

Ain’t no way that you’re going to catch me living where I can’t pee off the

front porch

Or hear them Turkeys in the Spring while they fire off like a blowtorch

I’d rather be broke, in a tent camp on a dead end road

Living off spam wearing dirty clothes

That’s how it goes but I’m good with it, living primitive is a good feeling to

me

Problem free, I guess that’s why I like to live

Where there’s dust on the tractor, a couple trucks in the pasture

Big bucks on the back wall

Boots on the front porch, a welcome mat on the floor and a sign saying howdy

ya’ll

I know that times sure change but we damn sure ain’t

We just some young folks living with old souls

Nowadays we’re out of place, life’s to fast pace

The older I get the more I realize that we can’t change

Bloodlines full of moonshine we where red lining them custom cars

Trying to stay out from behind bars, now they call it Nascar

We salute the flag and the military

I ain’t the definition of a Christian but I still think that man up there is

watching over me

With a plan that only he knows so before I go to sleep I pray the Lord my soul

to keep

And I know that I reap what I sew so I hope the seeds that I’ve sewn are deeply

rooted

And stand strong when they get full grown

We was born a few decades late, everything we are the world ain’t

But still we remain where

Where there’s dust on the tractor, a couple trucks in the pasture

Big bucks on the back wall

Boots on the front porch, a welcome mat on the floor and a sign saying howdy

ya’ll

I know that times sure change but we damn sure ain’t

We just some young folks living with old souls