Lyrics Old Souls - Charlie Farley

Old Souls

Well there’s dust on the tractor, a couple trucks in the pasture
Big bucks on the back wall
Boots on the front porch, a welcome mat on the floor and a sign saying howdy
ya’ll
I know that times sure change but we damn sure ain’t
We just some young folks living with old souls
We’ll always load them hounds, you don’t get tired of that sound
If you come from where we come from or got our kind of background
Daddy had us shooting them rifle rounds when we could barely hold a gun up
Now we’re passing them ol traditions down to our Daughters and our Sons
You can say that we’re crazy for doing the things that we do for fun
But I could say the same thing to you for the life that you live, for one
Ain’t no way that you’re going to catch me living where I can’t pee off the
front porch
Or hear them Turkeys in the Spring while they fire off like a blowtorch
I’d rather be broke, in a tent camp on a dead end road
Living off spam wearing dirty clothes
That’s how it goes but I’m good with it, living primitive is a good feeling to
me
Problem free, I guess that’s why I like to live
Where there’s dust on the tractor, a couple trucks in the pasture
Big bucks on the back wall
Boots on the front porch, a welcome mat on the floor and a sign saying howdy
ya’ll
I know that times sure change but we damn sure ain’t
We just some young folks living with old souls
Nowadays we’re out of place, life’s to fast pace
The older I get the more I realize that we can’t change
Bloodlines full of moonshine we where red lining them custom cars
Trying to stay out from behind bars, now they call it Nascar
We salute the flag and the military
I ain’t the definition of a Christian but I still think that man up there is
watching over me
With a plan that only he knows so before I go to sleep I pray the Lord my soul
to keep
And I know that I reap what I sew so I hope the seeds that I’ve sewn are deeply
rooted
And stand strong when they get full grown
We was born a few decades late, everything we are the world ain’t
But still we remain where
Where there’s dust on the tractor, a couple trucks in the pasture
Big bucks on the back wall
Boots on the front porch, a welcome mat on the floor and a sign saying howdy
ya’ll
I know that times sure change but we damn sure ain’t
We just some young folks living with old souls