Never Get Old - Russell Dickerson

A dive bar with a good band

Two for one, Saturday night

Bare feet and some white sand

With cold Coronas on ice

Yeah some things get you right every time

Always gonna wish it wasn’t when it’s all gone

That’s why anytime Fishin' In The Dark comes on

Everybody sing along

Some things never get old

Kind of like whiskey, wine, and gold

Every single night having you to hold

Yeah, some things never get old

I said, some things never get old

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Yeah, some things never get old

In my red plaid flannel with your hair down

Old Friends reruns in bed

It’s that look that you give me when you wanna kiss me

I ain’t got enough of it yet

I guess some things never get old

Kind of like whiskey, wine, and gold

Every single night having you to hold

Yeah, some things never get old

I said, some things never get old

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh

Yeah, some things never get old

I can’t get enough

No I can’t get enough

No I can’t get enough of your love, baby

Oh, I can’t get enough

No I can’t get enough

Just can’t get enough of your love

I can’t get enough

No I can’t get enough

No I can’t get enough of your love, baby

Oh, I can’t get enough

No I can’t get enough

I said some things never get old

Some things never get old

Kind of like whiskey, wine, and gold

Every single night having you to hold

Yeah, some things never get old

Some things never get old

Kind of like whiskey, wine, and gold

Every single night having you to hold

Yeah, some things never get old

Some things never get old

Kind of like whiskey, wine, and gold

Every single night having you to hold

Some things never get old

I said, some things never get old

Thank God some things never get old