Yeah, my daddy drove a square-body Chevy

Me and my brother, we rode in the back

Yeah, he'd slow her down

And drove us through town

And oh, the hell we'd pay if we did that now

I can't even let my kids ride

'round the farm without buckling in

The good old days, y'all, you couldn't beat 'em

If you ask me, yeah, we still need 'em

Back 'fore the money made the music

They didn't ask, no, they'd just do it

Now we're just chickens pecking the ground

Strumming and picking, just a clucking around

I wanna get back to what they had

Pull a little future back out of the past

When they didn't ask, no, they'd just do it

Back 'fore the money, yeah, the money made the music

I grew up on Waylon and Willie

And to some of y'all it might sound silly

How they went back to Austin and took back the reins

And hell, I'm all about doing the same

Back 'fore the money made the music

They didn't ask, no, they'd just do it

Now we're just chickens pecking the ground

Strumming and picking, just a clucking around

I want to get back to what they had

Pull a little future back out of the past

When they didn't ask, no, they'd just do it

Back 'fore the money, yeah, the money made the music

I get in daddy's Chevy, just push "Play"

Drive me right back to the good old days

Back 'fore the money made the music

They didn't ask, no, they'd just do it

Now we're just chickens pecking the ground

Strumming and picking, just a clucking around

I want to get back to what they had

Pull a little future back out of the past

When they didn't ask, no, they'd just do it

Back 'fore the money, yeah, the money made the music

Oh, before the money made the music

Oh, it's crazy

Music made the money