[Verse 1]
They don't make 'em like that anymore
Breaking through the mold like swinging doors
Heart of gold and a silver tongue
Dusty boots and a smoking gun
Hundred thousand miles on that old ford
If I could I'd make them all Clint Eastwood
Uh
Only talks when he's got something to say
The way he stares me down says "Make my day"
Levi vintage fashion sense
Didn't buy his jeans distressed
Barbed wire fence made him that way
Uh
If I could I'd make them all Clint Eastwood
Hey, hey, hey
[Chorus]
We ride
Where the city lights fade to a western sky
Where an outlaw lived a little unrefined
The kind of love that takes you back in time
Every time
Hell, if I could I'd make them all
Make them all Clint Eastwood
Oh
They don't make 'em like that anymore
Breaking through the mold like swinging doors
Heart of gold and a silver tongue
Dusty boots and a smoking gun
Hundred thousand miles on that old ford
If I could I'd make them all Clint Eastwood
Uh
Only talks when he's got something to say
The way he stares me down says "Make my day"
Levi vintage fashion sense
Didn't buy his jeans distressed
Barbed wire fence made him that way
Uh
If I could I'd make them all Clint Eastwood
Hey, hey, hey
[Chorus]
We ride
Where the city lights fade to a western sky
Where an outlaw lived a little unrefined
The kind of love that takes you back in time
Every time
Hell, if I could I'd make them all
Make them all Clint Eastwood
Oh
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