They Dont Make Em Like That No More Teclado

	  
Dm            Bb 
I’m still driving this Chevrolet 
F                C 
Daddy bought it new back in 88’ 
Dm                Bb 
It’s more rust than two tone paint 
F        C 
Turn the key and it’ll crank 


Dm                Bb 
My first guitar was was a Epiphone 
F            C 
Same ole one I’m still pickin on 
Dm                Bb 
Thought about sellin when times got tough 
F            C 
Just couldn’t give it up 

 
Dm                Bb 
They don’t make em’ like that no more 
F                C 
Some thangs you can’t find in a discount store 
Dm                Bb 
Just somethin bout bein hand made 
F                    C 
And bought with cash on a firm hand shake 
Dm                Bb 
Like old zebcos and pocket knives 
F                C 
Shot-gun rifles and four-wheel drives 
Bb 
Like these wore out pair of boots that my daddy wore. 
They don’t make em’ like that no more. 


Dm  Bb  F  C 

 
Dm                               Bb 
Little white house my daddy built 
             F                  C 
cross a cotton farm up on a hill 
               Dm                          Bb 
He sawed every board in the local saw mill 
                  F                          C 
In a hundred years it’ll be standin still 

 
Dm                Bb 
They don’t make em’ like that no more 
F                C 
Some thangs you can’t find in a discount store 
Dm                Bb 
Just somethin bout bein hand made 
F                    C 
And bought with cash on a firm hand shake 
Dm                Bb 
Like old zebcos and pocket knives 
F                C 
Shot-gun rifles and four-wheel drives 
Bb 
Like these wore out pair of boots that my daddy wore. 
They don’t make em’ like that no more. 

 
Dm  Bb  F  C 

 
Dm                    Bb 
I gotta cardboard box marked give away 
F                C 
Full of old cassettes and 8 track tapes 
Dm                Bb 
That’s the first time I ever heard Hank 
F                            C 
don’t wanna hear-em’ any other way 

 
Dm                Bb 
They don’t make em’ like that no more 
F                    C 
Some thangs you can’t find in a discount store 
Dm                Bb 
Just somethin bout bein hand made 
F                C 
And bought with cash on a firm hand shake 
Dm                Bb 
Like old zebcos and pocket knives 
F            C 
Shot-gun rifles and four-wheel drives 
Bb 
Like these wore out pair of boots that my daddy wore. 
They don’t make em’ like that no more. 

 
Dm  Bb  F  C 

Bb 
My grand-daddy cussed and chewed red-man 
C      Cm 
My Granny prayed and new every hymn 


Am  Bb                             F    C 
They don’t make em like that no more 
          Dm           Bb         F        C 
They don’t make em like that no moooooore 


 
Dm                Bb 
They don’t make em’ like that no more 
F                    C 
Some thangs you can’t find in a discount store 
Dm                Bb 
Just somethin bout bein hand made 
    F                C 
And bought with cash on a firm hand shake 
     Dm       Bb 
Like old zebcos and pocket knives 
F                     C 
Shot-gun rifles and four-wheel drives 
         Bb 
Like these wore out pair of boots that my daddy wore. 
                     Dm     Bb F 
They don’t make em’ like that no more 
C                    Dm     Bb  F C Dm Am 
They don’t make em like that no more.