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 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 TV 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 could 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 juke box 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 TV 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  
We made old school new again