Luyện nghe bài hát Real Things

I love things built to last
Hardwood and stone fireplaces
And lookin' back on the

Ice beer, fish that fight
Wise, old bucks and old
Tellin' lies and

Rainy days, I love 'em, I have
in porches, my old straw hat
Smell of
signs of spring, real things

I love real things a hard day's work
Sinkin' my hands in fresh plowed
And someone so much it hurts

New on an old guitar
in a mason jar
And just alive
At peace who you are

things, I love 'em, I always have
Like Grandma's kitchen and Grandpa's
that first kiss
On the porch swing, real things

It's them things
I come back to every year
Like Christmas
those that I hold dear

When it's things
The truth so loud and clear
For those ears to hear

I want real things like an 'I love
Or an amen from the very pew
And I you, Dad, "Son, I miss you too"

Real things, I love 'em, I have
Like the kinfolk shoes on a mat
Sunday morning, hearing my sing
Real things, I those real things
things