Nothing's News

Clint Black

I spent my lifetime wishing waitress would come 'round
Telling jokes, shootin' pool on the other side of town
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
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
That was another time and another place

Now I'm 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 there's nothing's news to me

I wonder how I came to be the know it all I am
And how the world ever got used to me

Talking 'bout the good 'ol times
Bragging by how I used to be
But I've worn out the same old lines
And now it seems nothing's news to me