New Time Sound Songtext
von Jonathan Terrell

Well, painted-on jeans, slicked-back hair
Snow coming down, put some heat in the air
Howling at the night like a redbone hound
Play that old-time music with the new-time sound

Our boots are back in style like classic cars
The older they get, yeah, the better they are
Now everybody′s running for miles around
To hear that old-time music with the new-time sound

Well, lock it up before, where everybody knows
How to shuffle, step, dip, do-si-do
It's like a hurricane blowing in the middle of the floor
Hundred degrees and there′s a line at the door
I got pedal to the metal, floor to the floor
I got boots scooting out of the hotel door
I'm here for the night, then I get out of town
To play that old-time music with the new-time sound


Getting paid in blow at the county fair
In Shreveport, Louisiana, thought I saw you there
A cup of beer in your hand by the Gravitron
I was sucking my gums like it was Vietnam
And the sound that you heard in there spinning around
Was that old-time music with the new-time sound

Well, everybody always wants to get to you
How they got a cousin in the band or they kissed your wife
And everybody's smiling and dancing around
To that old-time music with the new-time sound

Well, heating up the dance floor, strung out on blow
After-party on a boat in the dark, dark swamp
Shooting dice with the black dude in the lost and found
To that old-time music with the new-time sound

Well, lock it up before, where everybody knows
How to shuffle, step, dip, do-si-do
It′s like a hurricane blowing in the middle of the floor
Hundred degrees and there′s a line at the door
I got pedal to the metal, floor to the floor
I got boots scooting out of the hotel door
I'm here for the night, then I get out of town
To play that old-time music with the new-time sound