Blake Shelton, Thomas Rhett - Old Tricks

I remember when We kids used to be two, three shots Followed by a couple others Wake up, have a beer, never needed to recover A cold red Gatorade, and I'd feel great Now it's a bottle of Advil and a whole next day My old tricks don't work anymore They don't get it done like they did before Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow My old ways ain't workin' for me Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23 All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure Now my old tricks don't work anymore (nah, nah) If you think that sucks, man, listen Stupid jokes would make her laugh Compliments would make her smile Kisses on her neck always used to drive her wild All the things I used to do, I can't get away with Like sayin', "Huntin' with the boys is a business trip" My old tricks don't work anymore They don't get it done like they did before Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow My old ways ain't workin' for me Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23 All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure Now my old tricks don't work anymore Here we go! Wait, where we goin'? Aw, my old, old tricks They just don't work anymore My old tricks don't work anymore They don't get it done like they did before Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow My old ways ain't workin' for me Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23 All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure Now my old tricks don't work anymore (no, no) We ain't gettin' any younger, are we? Mhm