Letra de Throwbacks

We were sitting 'round a fire, just me and my two boys
I was shuffling through some classics I thought they might enjoy
The ones I cut my teeth on, circa 1994
When life was but a song and I was still figuring out the chords:
"Here’s a Quarter", "Chattahoochee", "Killin’ Time" and "Rodeo"
I said, "This was how our country sounded, about 20 years ago
But there ain’t much old school in the new wave
There ain’t much back then around these days
Nothing suits me like the old hats
And nothing moves me like the throwbacks
The throwbacks."
I said "Those true and friendly voices, those familiar words
Hit my heart and make it fonder of back then and how things were
When the outskirts of Atlanta seemed another world away
And the neighborhood we’re living in was just a field of hay
Before the country turned to suburb and slow went out of style
Boys, when I was growing up here we had gravel roads for miles
But there ain’t much old school in the new wave
There ain’t much back then around these days
Nothing suits me like the old hats
And nothing moves me like the throwbacks
The throwbacks."
Now my kids know the words to the songs I loved back then
Lord, I pray they’ll keep on playing ‘em over and over and over
Over and over again
We need some old school in the new wave
We need some back then, now and always
Oh it might sound a little old hat
But I say, "Long live the throwbacks
The throwbacks."