Things Ain't Like They Used to Be

I wanna throw my Grandpa's dominoes
Down at the Country Corner with Jack and Rose
But damn the Texas A.B.C.
Things ain't like they used to be
I wanna fiddle and a steel guitar
To be crying out from every bar
From Texas up through Tennessee
But things ain't like they used to be
I might make a little more dough
Than I did ten years ago
And I might spend a lot more time
Reeling in a fishing line
And I still need to change my strings
And a thousand different other things
But look around and anyone can see
That things ain't like they used to be
No things ain't like they used to be
You remember that night up in Abilene
When we did that methamphetamine
At closing time with the opening band
Things used to get so out of hand
We've got another 18 hour drive
We gotta make it out of here alive
But he ain't drank since 2013
Things ain't like they used to be
I might make a little more dough
Than I did ten years ago
And I might spend a lot more time
Reeling in a fishing line
And I still need to change my strings
And a thousand different other things
But look around and anyone can see
That things ain't like they used to be
No things ain't like they used to be
I just heard my song on the radio
Damn it's good to be back home
Down here they're requesting me
Things ain't like they used to be
I might make a little more dough
Than I did ten years ago
And I might spend a lot more time
Just staring at some fishing line
And I still need to change my strings
And a thousand different other things
But look around and anyone can see
That things ain't like they used to be
Awe things ain't like they used to be
Ain't nothing like it used to be
Never gonna be like it used to be