I ain't rich and I ain't famous
But there's folks out there that come to see the band.
At times it seems that Nashville won't claim us.
So we just keep on trucking in a beat up van.

They call me a throw back, another old hat act.
Well I can't help that's who I am.
I guess I'm just old school
I love making music you can dance to.
I may not sound like the latest trend.
Never been on a t.v. show.
I got some buddies out in radio
That spin my records every now and then.
So call me a dreaming fool,
But wouldn't it be
So cool if we made old school new again.

I know times they change.
So I ain't saying, we need to go back to Nudie suits,
Rhinestones and fringe.
I just wanna be proud
Of what I'm playing and sing a little Lefty now and then.

Just hope there's a jukebox that still has an empty slot,
Lord knows I ought to fit in.
I guess I'm just old school
I love making music you can dance to.
I may not sound like the latest trend.
Never been on a t.v. show.
I got some buddies out in radio
That spin my records every now and then.
So call me a dreaming fool, but wouldn't it be
So cool if we made old school new again.

I know a cowboy who lost a friend
We all wrote a song for him
And we made old school new again.