Real Things

I love real things built to last

Hardwood floors and stone fireplaces

And looking back on the past

Ice-cold beer, fish that fight

Wise, old bucks

And old timer's tellin' lies

Fireflies

Rainy days, I love them, 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 ploughed 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 Christmastime with those that I hold dear

When it's the real things

The truth rings so loud and clear

For long with ears to hear

I want real things like 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 them, I always have

Like the kinsfolk shoes on a welcome mat

Sunday morning, hearing my mama sing

Real things, I love those real things

Real things