Nothing's News Lyrics - Black Clint

Spent my lifetime wishing waitress would come 'round 

Telling jokes shootin' pool on the other side of town 

When the wistle blows at five o'clock 

There's only one place I'll be found 

Down at Ernie's Ice House lifting long necks 

To that good 'ol country sound 

And talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

Now I'm talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

Talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

Bragging on how I used to be 

But I've worn out the same old lines 

And now it seems nothing's news to me 

There's nothing like a steel guitar crying in the night 

Nothing like a sawdust floor and a good 'ol friendly fight 

I'd finally find my way back home and you'd patch up my face 

But that was another time and another place 

And talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

Now I'm talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

Talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

I wonder how I came to be the know it all I am 

And how the world ever got used to me 

And talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

Now I'm talking 'bout the good 'ol times 

Talking 'bout the good 'ol times