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
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 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
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 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
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 Real things