Lyrics

Back in the day
When we were young
the big band sound came alive
It had that swing, it had that thing
It was 1945

the old timers remember when
old blue eyes he was king
but ole king cole, oh he could sing
in 1945

Chorus: They just don't write those melodies like they did before
the words were sweet in that old summer heat
That's how it was before

Imagine telling someone to sit in the back of the bus
just because of his race
But when the music would start, they all had the same face
The music brought you to a different place

Dean Martin was smooth
Sammi could dance
The rat pack was cool
The stories they told when they were alive
in 1945

Chorus

Think of that time
the trolley cars would ride down that ole 5th avenue
you'd go for a ride
didn't mattter where or why
In 1945

Break

Chorus: They just don't write those melodies like they did before
They just don't have that old fashioned sound not anymore
There's something about those old chord changes
That we adore
There's something about that old melody that
They don't write anymore
Some want to go back
Where they all wore those hats
During the war
Tony Bennet and the gang they sang as their voices came
through that old victrola

Just don't write those melodies
Like they did before
Just don't have that old fashioned sound
Not anymore
Just don't have that old big band sound
Not anymore
Big old gang with that big brass sound
Not anymore- no more- Not anymore
Not anymore- not anymore