Riley Green - They Dont Make Them Like That No More

[Intro]
Em C G D

Em C G D

Em C G D

[Verse 1]
Em C
I’m still drivin’ that Chevrolet
G D
That daddy bought new back in ’88
Em C
And it’s more rust than two-tone paint
G D
But turn the key and it’ll crank
Em C
But My first guitar was an Epiphone
G D
Same one I’m still pickin’ on
Em C
I thought about sellin’ when times got tough
G D
But I just couldn’t give it up

[Chorus]
D/F# G Em C
‘Cause they don’t make ’em like that no more
G D
Some things you can’t find in a discount store
Em C
There’s just something ’bout bein’ handmade
G D
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Em C
Like ol’ Zebcos and pocket knives
G D
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
C Cadd9
And this worn-out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Em C G D
Well, they don’t make ’em like that no more

[Verse 2]
Em C
There’s a cardboard box mom won’t give away
G D
Full of old cassettes and 8-track tapes
Em C
That’s the first time I ever heard Hank
G D
Don’t wanna hear him any other way
Em C
There’s a little white house granddaddy built
G D
‘Cross a dried-up creek, bank and cotton field
Em C
He sawed every board at the local mill
G D
And in a hundred years it’ll be standin’ still

[Chorus]
D/F# G Em C
‘Cause they don’t make ’em like that no more
G D
Some things you can’t find in a discount store
Em C
There’s just something ’bout bein’ handmade
G D
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Em C
Like ol’ Zebcos and pocket knives
G D
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
C Cadd9
And this worn-out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Em C G
Well, they don’t make ’em like that no more
D Em C G D
They don’t make ’em like that no more

[Bridge]
C C
Well, my granddaddy cussed and chewed Red Man
D D
Grandmama prayed and knew every hymn
Em C G D
And they don’t make ’em like that no more
Em C G D
They don’t make ’em like that no more

[Chorus]
Em C
‘Cause they don’t make ’em like that no more
G D
Some things you can’t find in a discount store
Em C
There’s just something ’bout bein’ handmade
G D
And bought with cash on a firm handshake
Em C
Like ol’ Zebcos and pocket knives
G D
Shotguns, rifles, four-wheel drives
C Cadd9
And this worn-out pair of boots that my daddy wore
Em C G
Well, they don’t make ’em like that no more
D Em C G D
They don’t make ’em like that no more