No Country Music for Old Men (feat. John Anderson)

They told him to just fade away His time had passed and all his kind would die But he remembers when Hank played the Opry high as a kite While Patsy Cline was out walking after midnight Well, he saw the torch being passed from Lefty to Merle Now there's so-called successors but it's hard to find a hero in this world There ain't no country music for old men All of the good ones have died or just packed it in Now there's posers and losers and would-be outlaws who only know how to pretend But there ain't no country music for old men He was sitting on a barstool the first time he heard Jolene A song by the prettiest angel he'd ever seen Back when Nashville was swingin' and making them deals While old Buck was out strolling the streets of Bakersfield There ain't no country music for old men All of the good ones have died or just packed it in Now there's posers and losers and would-be outlaws who only know how to pretend But there ain't no country music for old men Loretta and Conway, Jones and Tammy Wynette Songs about prisons and passion and whiskey That's as good as it's ever gonna get They call him nostalgic with a permanent case of the blues He just walks around wondering who's gonna fill their shoes Looking back on the great ones we've lost, he says, why so soon? He shed an ocean of tears on the graves of Johnny and June There ain't no country music for old men All of the good ones have died or just packed it in Now there's posers and losers and would-be outlaws who only know how to pretend But there ain't no country music for old men There ain't no country music for old men