capo 3 

            D 
They don't make them like they used to 
     G              D 
You always used to say 
             A 
That's why everything you've ever built  
          G              D 
Is still standing here today 
          D 
That old Camaro in the carport 
     G                D 
The fence along the lane 
          A     
All the walls in this old house 
       G                  D 
Right down to the family name 

       D 
Mama said you always worried 
     G                     D 
You wouldn't leave much behind 
            A 
You can't make a million bucks 
        G               D 
On some damned assembly line 
          D 
But you threw every dime you could 
           G              D 
Into that Folger's coffee can 
        A 
After ten percent to Jesus  
        G            D 
Twenty-five to Uncle Sam 


      G                   Bm 
Whoah-oh, story after story 
                     D 
Of all your faded glory 
               A 
Is all I ever hope to live up to 
      G                    Bm 
Whoah-oh, know as I get older 
                          D 
I'm standing on your shoulders 
                       A 
Trying to be just like you 
                                       D 
But they don't make 'em like they used to 

D - A - G 

         D 
Well you always used to warn me 
           G             D 
About this highway I was on 
          A 
Ain't no way to make a living 
          G                 D 
Squeezing pennies out of songs 
          D 
And I may never build a castle 
        G                  D 
But the ends meet up somehow 
           A     
Throwing coins into a coffee can 
      G                 D 
Oh if you could see me now 

      G                   Bm 
Whoah-oh, story after story 
                     D 
Of all your faded glory 
                A 
Is all I ever hope to live up to 
      G                    Bm 
Whoah-oh, know as I get older 
                            D 
I'm standing on your shoulders 
                       A 
Trying to be just like you 
                                       D 
But they don't make 'em like they used to 

D - A - G 

Bm                         G 
Leather skin, tough as nails 
                         Bm 
Promises that never failed 
                        G 
Solid as the gospel truth 
                                 Bm 
They don't make 'em like they used to 


      G                    Bm 
Whoah-oh, know as I get older 
                            D 
I'm standing on your shoulders 
                        A 
Trying to be just like you 
                                       D     A G 
But they don't make 'em like they used to    
                                   D     A G 
They don't make 'em like they used to   
(repeat until song fades out)