Money Made the Music Lyrics by Lee Brice
Yeah, my daddy drove a square-body Chevy
Me and my brother, we rode in the back
Yeah, he’d slow her down
And drove us through town
And oh, the hell we’d pay if we did that now
I can’t even let my kids ride ’round the farm without buckling in
The good old days, y’all, you couldn’t beat ’em
If you ask me, yeah, we still need ’em
Back ‘fore the money made the music
They didn’t ask, no, they’d just do it
Now we’re just chickens pecking the ground
Strumming and picking, just a clucking around
I wanna get back to what they had
Pull a little future back out of the past
When they didn’t ask, no, they’d just do it
Back ‘fore the money, yeah, the money made the music
I grew up on Waylon and Willie
And to some of y’all it might sound silly
How they went back to Austin and took back the reins
And hell, I’m all about doing the same
Back ‘fore the money made the music
They didn’t ask, no, they’d just do it
Now we’re just chickens pecking the ground
Strumming and picking, just a clucking around
I want to get back to what they had
Pull a little future back out of the past
When they didn’t ask, no, they’d just do it
Back ‘fore the money, yeah, the money made the music
I get in daddy’s Chevy, just push “Play”
Drive me right back to the good old days
Back ‘fore the money made the music
They didn’t ask, no, they’d just do it
Now we’re just chickens pecking the ground
Strumming and picking, just a clucking around
I want to get back to what they had
Pull a little future back out of the past
When they didn’t ask, no, they’d just do it
Back ‘fore the money, yeah, the money made the music
Oh, before the money made the music
Oh, it’s crazy
Music made the money
