Lyrics Old Tricks - Thomas Rhett, Blake Shelton

Old Tricks

We, kids, used to be two, three shots followed by a couple others
Wake up, have a beer, never needed to recover
A cold, red Gatorade and I'd feel great
Now it's a bottle of Advil and a whole next day

My old tricks don't work anymore
They don't get it done like they did before
Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow
I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow
My old ways ain't workin' for me
Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23
All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure
Now my old tricks don't work anymore
No, no

If you think that sucks, man, listen

Stupid jokes would make her laugh
Compliments would make her smile
Kisses on her neck always used to drive her wild
All the things I used to do
I can't get away with
Like sayin' huntin' with the boys is a business trip

My old tricks don't work anymore
They don't get it done like they did before
Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow
I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow
My old ways ain't workin' for me
Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23
All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure
Now my old tricks (don't work anymore)

Here we go
(Wait. Where we goin'?)
Aw, my old, old tricks
They just don't work anymore

And my old tricks don't work anymore
They don't get it done like they did before
Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow
I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow
My old ways (ain't workin' for me)
(Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23)
(All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure)
(Now my old tricks)
No, no

Ha-ha. We ain't gettin' any younger, are we?

Mm-mm