Listen to that mandolin a ringin'
high and lonesome singing blue Kentucky moon
hear that blue eyed boy from Missisippi?
that curlin lip, the shakin hips , those rockin tunes

those moptop lads from liverpool
man, they were so freakin' cool
That kid who found the answer in the wind
voices of a bygone age singin' from a distant stage
we'll never hear the likes of them again?

Chorus:
We're old school,
We wear the t-shirt with pride
We're eight tracks, lp's, and Forty-fives
stuck like a needle in a groove
old school

Verse 2:

I got high one night in Sweet Home Alabama
The Dark Side of the Moon was something to see
I still light up with “Light my fire” , Purple Haze, Ring of Fire
Here's to everybody out there just like me

Chorus:
We're old school,
We wear the t-shirt with pride
We're eight tracks, lp's, and Forty-fives
stuck like a needle in a groove
we're old school

Bridge:
If it's rock n roll or country, blues or R and B
one thumb thru our vinyl and it's plain to see

that we're
Chorus:
old school,
we wear the t-shirt with pride
were eight tracks, lp's, and Forty-fives
stuck like a needle in a groove
We're old school
keeping the music alive
we're eight tracks, lps and forty-fives
stuck like a needle in a groove
We're old school , old school, old school, old school