The Old Stuff Lyrics

 (Bryan Kennedy, Dan Roberts, Garth Brooks) 

 Oh I said a little prayer tonight 
 Before I came on stage 
 As I came walkin' past the drivers and the locals on
the union wage 
 I asked the dear Lord up in heaven 
 Let me treat the music right 
 Then I prayed that Detroit 
 Goes wild tonight 

 Seven pickers and all our gear in a rental van 
 Playin' music never sleepin' and workin' on a neon
tan 
 We played The Barn down in Sanford Florida 
 For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park 
 We plugged it in up east at Bull Run and the place
went dark 

 Back when the old stuff was new 
 Back before the buses and the hard workin' boys in
the crew 
 It was one big party 
 But the business called it payin' our dues 
 Back when the old stuff was new 

 Oh the stories we could tell 
 If it weren't for the code of the road 
 About The Buckboard, Bear Creek, Cowboys, and the
Grizzly Rose 
 You know the weather turned bad in Scottsdale 
 A tornado nearly stole the show 
 We just danced in the rain and listened to the
thunder roll 

 Back when the old stuff was new 
 Hats off to the K.C. Opry and ellA GURU'S 
 It was one big party 
 Uncle Joe you know we owe it to you 
 Back when the old stuff was new 

 No rules young fools comin' from the old school 
 Takin' on the world alone 
 Next date can't wait tearin' up the interstate 
 Every place we played was home 
 Balls out no doubt this is what it's all about 
 Beggin' for a place to play 
 Swingin' with our old friends 
 Prayin' that it never ends 
 Wouldn't trade a single day 

 Back when the old stuff was new 
 Back before the buses and the hard workin' boys in
the crew 
 It was one big party 
 But the paper's called it payin' our dues 
 Back when the old stuff was new 

 Hey it's still one big party 
 You can call it whatever you choose 
 You make me feel like the old stuff is new