Chords for Riley Green - They Don’t Make 'Em Like That No More (Lyric Video)

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_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] I'm still [B] driving that Chevrolet [F#] that daddy bought [C#] new back in 88. _
[D#m] And it's more [B] rust than two-tone [F#] paint, but turn the key and [C#] it'll crank. _ _
_ [D#m] My first [B] guitar was an Epiphone, _ [F#] _ same [C#] one I'm still picking on.
[D#m] I thought about [B] selling when times got tough, but [F#] I just couldn't [C#] give it up. _
[D#m] Cause they don't make them like [F#] that no more.
Some things you can't [C#] find in a discount store.
That's [D#m] just something about [B] being handmade. _
[F#] And ball with [C#] cash on a firm handshake.
[D#m] Like close-up [B] cars and pocket knives.
[F#] _ _ Shotguns, [C#] rifles, four-wheel drives.
And [B] this war-haired pair of boots that my daddy wore.
_ _ They don't make them like that [D#m] no more.
[B] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[D#m] There's a cardboard [B] boxmark giveaway. _
[F#] Full of old cassettes [C#] and A-track tapes.
[D#m] That's the first [B] time I ever heard Hank.
Don't [C#] want to hear him any other way. _ _
[D#m] There's a little white [B] house granddaddy built.
[F#] Across a dried-up [C#] creek bank in Cottonfield.
[D#m] You saw it every [B] morning at the local mill.
And [F#] in a hundred years [C#] it'll be standing still.
Cause [D#m] they don't make them [G#] like that no more.
[F#] Some things you can't [C#] find in a discount store.
That's [D#m] just something about [F#] being handmade. _
And ball with [C#] cash on a firm handshake.
[D#m] Like close-up [B] cars and pocket knives.
[F#] _ _ Shotguns, [C#] rifles, four-wheel drives.
[B] And this war-haired pair of boots that my daddy wore.
_ _ They don't make them like [D#m] that no more.
[B] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [C#] They don't make them like that [D#m] no more.
[B] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
My [B] _ granddaddy cussed and chewed red man.
[C#] Grandmama prayed and knew every hymn. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
And they [D#m] don't make them like [F#] that no more.
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They [D#m] don't make them like [F#] that no _ more.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[D#m] Cause they don't make them like [F#] that no more. _
Some things you [C#] can't find in a discount store.
[D#m] That's just something about [B] being handmade. _
_ [F#] And ball with [C#] cash on a firm handshake.
[D#m] Like close-up [B] cars and pocket knives.
_ [F#] _ Shotguns, [C#] rifles, four-wheel drives.
[B] And this war-haired pair of boots that my daddy wore.
_ They don't make them like [D#m] that no more.
[B] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [C#] They don't make them like that [D#m] no more.
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