OLD SCHOOL

by Stan C. Countz

VERSE 1
The day is draggin’ by with it’s tail between it’s legs
I take a breath and sigh and drink my glass of lemonade
I think of days gone by when I had it made in the shade
All I had to do was slide and try to keep up my grade

Tink and Peter Pan made us try to fly
We still believed in fairies and Santa
I Spy with my little eye
Peach cobbler and apple pie

And who would deny we thought highly of Santana
Way before Miley was Hannah Montana
And we all cried when Ol' Yeller died
and at the burnin' of Atlanta

If I was bad, Mom and dad would spank me
If I was good they would never thank me
They just expected me to do what’s right
They put up with no “hanky panky”

Never heard of “gigahertz” or “gigabytes”
Sent me off to church with a hanky
The Birds and Psycho gave us all a fright
But we all loved Annette and Frankie

Beach parties and Spin and Marty
Laughin' hard at Laurel and Hardy
Edger Bergin and Charlie McCarthy
Andy, Opie, Aunt Bea and Barney
Jackie Gleason and Art Carney
John, George, Ringo and Paul McCartney

Rode our Schwinn bike to the corner store
And we liked Ike and Dick Van Dyke
We all wanted more Mary Tyler Moore
It was all in a Hard Days Night

Bought “hardware” at the hardware store
A “chip” was a little piece of wood
“Software” was what the ladies wore
And cowboys were always good

They wore white hats and red bandanas
They played a sad guitar and piana
And we all cried when Ol’ Yeller died
And at the burnin’ of Atlanta

Way before Miley was Hannah Montana
We prayed daily and believed in Santa
Hillbillies were livin’ in Beverly Hills
and Haley Mills was Pollyanna

We loved Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young
Paid our bills in cash and still had fun
Had time to kill; we were still so young
Didn’t hand out purple pills or hand guns

Times were tough, things were hard
No swimmin’ pools in our back yard
We paid in cash, not credit card
But at least we didn’t need a guard

CHORUS/OUTRO
Guess you could say we’re just…old school
But just ‘cuz we’re old don’t mean we’re fools
We still believe in the golden rule
And that a man's only as good as his tools

Don’t be mean and don't be cruel
So what if I’m “old school”
That ain’t the same as “I ain’t cool”
I can still play a mean game of pool

OUTRO
So what if I’m old school
The chicks really dig it
“Old School” really kicks it
So if it ain’t broke why fix it?
Guess you could say I’m old school; (3 x)