OLD SCHOOL

I fell in love for the first time when I was fifteen
With a beauty that moved me to tears
She was there on the big screen and I swore she’d be mine
If it took me the next thirty years
She was the picture of elegant grace
She alone was the star of my show
I still remember the heartache the moment I learned
The fate of my Marilyn Monroe

Guess I’m old school, old school
A soul from some era gone by
You could say out of touch
It wouldn’t bother me much
Hell, it could be some small source of pride

I remember the Beatles and the Who in my teens
Songs full of passion and truth
I love My Generation before the me generation
The so-called millennial youth
When it comes down to standards, give me Gershwin and Kahn
For country, it’s Merle and Hank
I can’t imagine the hole in the musical landscape
Had it not been for Ella and Frank

I’m just old school, old school
No apologies of need to explain
Give me an old juke box 
And a six-pack of beer
And you’ll never hear me complain

These days it seems people ain’t got much to say
Spend half their lives lost in their phones
Gathered together in restaurants and parks
Groups of people, each sittin’ alone
Wish I could sleep for the next fifty years
‘Til science discovers some way
To send me on back to some place in the past
Where I wouldn’t always be in the way

I’m just old school, just and old fool
A remnant from some finer day
It’s time this old bastard
Be put out to pasture
And watch this old world spin away
Yeah, it’s time this old bastard
Be put out to pasture
And watch this old world spin away