Nothing's News

Nothing's News - Clint Black

I spent my lifetime wishin'

The waitress would come around

Tellin' jokes and shootin' pool

On the other side of town

When the whistle blows at five o'clock

There's only one place I'll be found

Down at ernies icehouse liftin' longnecks

To that good old country sound

And talkin' about the good old times

Braggin' on how it used to be

But I've worn out the same old lines

And now it seems nothing's news to me

There's nothin' like a steel guitar cryin' in the night

There's nothin' like a sawdust floor

And a good old 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 talkin' about the good old times

Braggin' on how it used to be

But I've worn out the same old lines

And now it seems 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

And talkin' 'bout the good old times

Braggin' on how it used to be

But I've worn out the same old lines

And now it seems nothing's news to me