Real Things

I love real things built to last

Hardwood floors and stone fireplaces

And lookin' back on the past

Ice cold beer, fish that fight

Wise, old bucks and old timer's

Tellin' lies and fireflies

Rainy days, I love 'em, I always have

Screened in porches, my old straw hat

Smell of dogwoods

Early signs of spring, real things

I love real things like a hard day's work

Sinkin' my hands in fresh plowed dirt

And lovin' someone so much it hurts

New strings on an old guitar

Moonshine in a mason jar

And just feelin' alive

At peace with who you are

Real things, I love 'em, I always have

Like Grandma's kitchen and Grandpa's laugh

Stealin' that first kiss

On the front porch swing, real things

It's them real things

That I come back to every year

Like Christmas Time

With those that I hold dear

When it's real things

The truth rings so loud and clear

For those with ears to hear

I want real things like an 'I love you'

Or an amen from the very last pew

And I miss you, Dad, "Son, I miss you too"

Real things, I love 'em, I always have

Like the kinfolk shoes on a welcome mat

Sunday morning, hearing my mama sing

Real things, I love those real things

Real things