Lyrics Rodney Atkins

Rodney Atkins

Simple Things

We got the biggest dog you ever saw

Sprawled on the porch coolin' off

Down at our place,

His name is Ace

We got the humming birds comin in

Hittin those sugar water feeders

Then buzzin off again

Floatin in the wind

Then the sunset melts into a line of pines

Yeah life is slow out here,

But it sure suits me fine

[Chorus]

Cause it's the simple things that strum my strings

The baby crys the moma sings her back to sleep

Ohh it sounds so sweet

Its puttin in a hard days work,

Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt

It's a friends and family gathering

A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring

Yeah it's the simple things

Yeah

Like takin my boy to the river on Sundays

Huntin Tadpoles and Indian money

And I just laugh,

While is flipflops splash

Then we spray em off cause we don't want chiggers

Baitin our hooks with chicken liver

Goin yellow cat fishin

A little whisker lip rippin

I love it when he says daddy give me five

And watchin him grunt and grin while hes reelin in

That flat head on his line

[Chorus]

It's the simple things that strum my strings

The baby crys the moma sings her back to sleep

Ohh it sounds so sweet

Its puttin in a hard days work,

Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt

It's a friends and family gathering

A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring

Yeahh it's the simple things,

It's the simple things

Its feelin thankful just lookin at the stars

Its finding peace of mind in your own backyard

Yeahhh it's the simple things that strum my strings

Like big oak trees, tire swings, and lemonade,

Ice cold and homemade

Its puttin in a hard days work,

Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt

It's a friends and family gathering

A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring

It's the simple things

Mmm

It's the simple things

That's it.