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They the say the bell will rattle Glass laid out a long time ago and the world ain't Ever goin' back to the way we know it Well call me crazy but I wouldn't buy that lie Even if they paid me, I think we got a pretty damn good thing goin' Over time still crawls and flags still fly Mama still cooks and God won't die Dogs still hunt, men ran up A little bit of red just runs in your blood Yes sir, yes ma'am, handshake deals Rock still rules, keepin' it real And three chords and the truth ain't goin' nowhere Yeah, old school's still in out here Yeah they can do everything For us it's one of those minor, "Aw, really don't care" things But don't go steppin' on our steel toes We don't need no change where the wild [?] grow Time still crawls and flags still fly Mama still cooks and God won't die Dogs still hunt, men ran up A little bit of red just runs in your blood Yes sir, yes ma'am, handshake deals Rock still rules, keepin' it real SongtexteThree chords and the truth ain't goin' nowhere And I said old school's still in out here Yes it is I still bank on the rain A calloused hand's still a measure of a man And we still pray, 'cause that's what granddaddy did Where time still crawls and flags still fly Mama still cooks and God won't die Dogs still hunt, men ran up A little bit of red just runs in your blood Yes sir, yes ma'am, handshake deals Rock still rules, keepin' it real Three chords and the truth ain't never gone nowhere Yeah, and I said old school's still in out here Yeah old school's still in out here Aus Songtexte Mania