Throwbacks Songtext
von Corey Smith

We were sittin′ 'round a fire, just me and my two boys
I was shufflin′ through some classics I thought they might enjoy
The ones I cut my teeth on circa 1994
When life was but a song and I was still figurin' out the chords
Here's a quart of Chattahoochee, killin′ time in Rodeo
I said this was how our country sounded about twenty years ago

But there ain′t much old school in the new wave
There ain't much back then around these days
And nothin′ suits me like the old hats
And nothin' moves me like the throwbacks, the throwbacks


I said those true and friendly voices, those familiar words
Hit my heart and make it fonder of back then and how things were
When the outskirts of Atlanta seemed another world away
And the neighborhood we′re livin' in was just a field of hay
Before the country turned to suburb and slow went out of style
Boys, when I was growin′ up here, we had gravel roads for miles

But there ain't much old school in the new wave
There ain't much back then around these days
And nothin′ suits me like the old hats
And nothin′ moves me like the throwbacks, the throwbacks

No, no, no
Now my kids know the words to the songs I loved back then
Lord, I pray they'll keep on playin′ 'em over and over and over
Over and over again


We need some old school in the new wave
We need some back then now and always
Oh, it might sound a little old hat
But I say long live the throwbacks, the throwbacks
Oh yeah
Oh, it might sound a little old hat
But I say long live
I say long live the throwbacks