make 'em like you

got the style and the class and your foot on the gas

of the '57 chevy that i saw your granddaddy

on a sunday morning in a black and white picture

baptized by the river

wishing he was here 'cause. they don't make 'em like that anymore

anymore

they don't make 'em like you

you're so small town pretty

it's a dog-gone pity

what's all them other boys gonna do?

'cause you're one of a kind

make you stop on a dime

yeah you're sexy

you're classy

you're cool

no

they don't make 'em like that anymore

anymore

they don't make 'em like you

they don't make 'em like you

they don't make 'em like you

i'm talking slicker than cash

coming out of the dash

watch 'em stare when they pass

yeah their neck's breaking

you know i can't blame 'em with the top down singing

you got everybody thinking she's a ring of fire ringing

'cause they don't make 'em like that anymore

anymore

they don't make 'em like you

you're so small town pretty

it's a dog-gone pity

what's all them other boys gonna do?

'cause you're one of a kind

make you stop on a dime

yeah you're sexy

you're classy

you're cool

no

they don't make 'em like that anymore

anymore

they don't make 'em like you

they don't make 'em like you

they don't make 'em like you

front porch swinging

home made ice cream

and got the preacher man preaching

whole church out singing

'cause they don't make 'em like that anymore

anymore

they don't make 'em like you

you're so small town pretty

it's a dog-gone pity

what's all them other boys gonna do?

'cause you're one of a kind

make you stop on a dime

yeah you're sexy

you're classy

you're cool

no

they don't make 'em like that anymore

anymore

they don't make 'em like you

they don't make 'em like you

they don't make 'em like you