In a stonewood house
In the cool green shade
At the foot of a mountain
So far away
Sits a barefoot boy
There born and raised
Singing songs
In the old style way
In the old style way
Life was so sweet
Didn't take a lot of money
Just to make ends meet
With the love of a girl
And a little bit of faith
There's a lot you can say
For the old style way
As he works the land
And sows the seed
That grows into his destiny
Wind in his heart
Earth in his hands
He won't forget
Where he began
In the old style way
Life was so simple then
Unlike today
In a world gone mad
Where eyes warm and bright
Turn cold and grey
Still I can dream
In the old style way
By the light of the moon
She comes to watch him play
As he sings to her the story of the love
The night ends too soon
He wishes she could stay
As his eyes see stars up above
In the old style way
Life was so sweet
Didn't take a lot of money
Just to make ends meet
With the love of a girl
And a little bit of faith
There's a lot you can say
For the old style way
In the old style way
Life was so simple then
Unlike today
In a world gone mad
Where eyes warm and bright
Turn cold and grey
Still I can dream
In the old style way
In the old style way
Life was so sweet
Didn't take a lot of money
Just to make ends meet
With the love of a girl
And a little bit of faith
There's a lot you can say
For the old style way
Still I can dream
In the old style way
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