| Song | Ain't What It Used To Be |
| Artist | Billy Currington |
| Album | Billy Currington |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Martin, Nesler | |
| That backward town in my rearview | |
| Was gonna be my whole world | |
| Till my factory job got shipped to | |
| MexicoAnd a city boy stole my sweet girl | |
| I used to know everybody by name | |
| Everybody's moved away | |
| Can't say that | |
| I'm really wantin' to go | |
| But I've run out of reasons to stay | |
| This ain't nothin' like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| But then again my future | |
| Ain't what it used to be | |
| Well I thought like my dad and his daddy before | |
| That I would die where | |
| I was born | |
| Live a small town dream in a big backyard | |
| Raisin' babies and corn | |
| Now here I am, one eye on the road | |
| Tryin' to read a map on the dash | |
| Nowhere close to making up my mind | |
| With a fork in the road comin' fast | |
| This ain't nothing like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| Then again my future | |
| Ain't what it used to be | |
| This ain't nothing like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| Then again my future | |
| Ain't what it used to be | |
| That backward town in my rearview | |
| Was gonna be my whole world |
| zuo qu : Martin, Nesler | |
| That backward town in my rearview | |
| Was gonna be my whole world | |
| Till my factory job got shipped to | |
| MexicoAnd a city boy stole my sweet girl | |
| I used to know everybody by name | |
| Everybody' s moved away | |
| Can' t say that | |
| I' m really wantin' to go | |
| But I' ve run out of reasons to stay | |
| This ain' t nothin' like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| But then again my future | |
| Ain' t what it used to be | |
| Well I thought like my dad and his daddy before | |
| That I would die where | |
| I was born | |
| Live a small town dream in a big backyard | |
| Raisin' babies and corn | |
| Now here I am, one eye on the road | |
| Tryin' to read a map on the dash | |
| Nowhere close to making up my mind | |
| With a fork in the road comin' fast | |
| This ain' t nothing like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| Then again my future | |
| Ain' t what it used to be | |
| This ain' t nothing like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| Then again my future | |
| Ain' t what it used to be | |
| That backward town in my rearview | |
| Was gonna be my whole world |
| zuò qǔ : Martin, Nesler | |
| That backward town in my rearview | |
| Was gonna be my whole world | |
| Till my factory job got shipped to | |
| MexicoAnd a city boy stole my sweet girl | |
| I used to know everybody by name | |
| Everybody' s moved away | |
| Can' t say that | |
| I' m really wantin' to go | |
| But I' ve run out of reasons to stay | |
| This ain' t nothin' like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| But then again my future | |
| Ain' t what it used to be | |
| Well I thought like my dad and his daddy before | |
| That I would die where | |
| I was born | |
| Live a small town dream in a big backyard | |
| Raisin' babies and corn | |
| Now here I am, one eye on the road | |
| Tryin' to read a map on the dash | |
| Nowhere close to making up my mind | |
| With a fork in the road comin' fast | |
| This ain' t nothing like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| Then again my future | |
| Ain' t what it used to be | |
| This ain' t nothing like what | |
| IHad in mind for me | |
| Then again my future | |
| Ain' t what it used to be | |
| That backward town in my rearview | |
| Was gonna be my whole world |