Brooks Garth Uptown Down Home Good Ol Boy Lyrics

Uptown Down Home Good Ol Boy Lyrics

(Bryan Kennedy, Dan Roberts, Garth Brooks)
 Oh I said a little prayer
tonight
 Before I came on stage
 As I came walkin' past the drivers and
the locals on
the union wage
 I asked the dear Lord up in heaven
 Let
me treat the music right
 Then I prayed that Detroit
 Goes wild
tonight
 Seven pickers and all our gear in a rental van
 Playin' music
never sleepin' and workin' on a neon
tan
 We played The Barn down in
Sanford Florida
 For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park
 We plugged it in up
east at Bull Run and the place
went dark
 Back when the old stuff was
new
 Back before the buses and the hard workin' boys in
the crew
 It
was one big party
 But the business called it payin' our dues
 Back when
the old stuff was new
 Oh the stories we could tell
 If it weren't for
the code of the road
 About The Buckboard, Bear Creek, Cowboys, and
the
Grizzly Rose
 You know the weather turned bad in Scottsdale
 A
tornado nearly stole the show
 We just danced in the rain and listened to
the
thunder roll
 Back when the old stuff was new
 Hats off to the
K.C. Opry and ellA GURU'S
 It was one big party
 Uncle Joe you know we
owe it to you
 Back when the old stuff was new
 No rules young fools
comin' from the old school
 Takin' on the world alone
 Next date can't
wait tearin' up the interstate
 Every place we played was home
 Balls out
no doubt this is what it's all about
 Beggin' for a place to play

Swingin' with our old friends
 Prayin' that it never ends
 Wouldn't trade
a single day
 Back when the old stuff was new
 Back before the buses and
the hard workin' boys in
the crew
 It was one big party
 But the
paper's called it payin' our dues
 Back when the old stuff was new
 Hey
it's still one big party
 You can call it whatever you choose
 You make
me feel like the old stuff is new