 There’s satellite communications
Long distance internet relations
The world’s a little faster every day
I know it’s all well and good
And I don’t embrace it like I should
But I wouldn’t wanna go backwards even if I could.
CHORUS:
But I still like bologna on white bread now and then,
And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road.
The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low
And a good woman’s love to hold me close
I like my 50 inch HD plasma
Feels like they just reach out and grab you,
500 channels at my command.
I finally gave in and got a cell phone.
That I hardly ever seem to turn on.
I guess I never had that much to say.
REPEAT CHORUS
I got a laptop that sits on a desk
I don’t use it much except to check
On some ole car from yesterday
I kinda like that music thang
You just download ‘em and you can save about
Every song that’s ever been made
REPEAT CHORUS
Well I guess what I’ve been trying to say
This digital world is okay
It makes life better in a lot of ways
But it can’t make the smell of spring
Or sunshine or lots of little things
We take for granted every day
REPEAT CHORUS
Yeah bologna, a woman’s love and a good cell phone
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