Letra de ' The Oldest Rythym ' de Corb Lund

All the good men have gone east
Tired of the panoply and fury of the western beast
And now that all hostilities and prisoners of war have been released
They're teaching anglais to the natives till the global redistributing has ceased
And all the good men have gone east
Daniel, John and Paul have gone and Richard's Lion Heart to join the feast

CHORUS:
And I know the oldest rhythm is the hustle of the goin' and gone
But I'll keep dancin', I guess I oughta when they're gone
And I know the oldest rhythm is the shuffle of the goin' and gone
But I'll keep dancin', I guess I gotta now that they're gone

All the good men have gone east
To try to find enlightenment or oriental concubines at least
And all my good friends have gone east
Leaving me behind on this frontier and without any kind of peace

CHORUS

And I'll get lonesome and lonely for a missing brother I have known
I'll get lonesome and lonely, alone
Cause it's a deeper and a different kind of hurtin' that a lover's long
Not as pointed, but more proven and just as strong

CHORUS:
And I know the oldest rhythm is the hustle of the goin' and gone
But I'll keep dancin', I guess I oughta when they're gone
And you know the oldest rhythm is the shuffle of the goin' and gone
But they'll keep dancin', and that's important, when I'm gone