Still Holds Up

That tractor, messy red paint Takes a couple more cranks these days, but it still holds up Yeah, it still holds up That 45, wax wailing song Everytime it comes on, it might have a little crackle in the vinyl But give it a little time and it will hit you down deep in the gut It still holds up, still feels good Still purring like a kitten, like a Detroit engine Like a cold glass bottle coke And Mama cooking in the kitchen Man, it never gets old Like who I am, and where I'm from Damn right, sure enough, it still holds up Like Papa still looking at my Mama Like he did back in '64 Even though he might be a little older Every vow that he told her It still holds up, still feels good Still purring like a kitten, like a Detroit engine Like a cold glass bottle coke And Mama cooking in the kitchen Man, it never gets old Like who I am, and where I'm from Damn right, sure enough, it still holds up Yeah, it still holds up So I'm gonna keep on, holding that door Holding her tight, treating her right Gonna tell her that I love her, every day and night 'Cause what we got It still holds up, still feels good Still purring like a kitten, like a Detroit engine Like a cold glass bottle coke Like a wolf swinging from a live oak It still holds up, still feels good Still purring like a kitten, like a Detroit engine Like a cold glass bottle coke And Mama cooking in the kitchen Man, it never gets old Like who I am, and where I'm from Damn right, sure enough It's like who I am, and where I'm from It still holds up Yeah, it still holds up