Luyện nghe bài hát Real Things

I love real things to last
floors and stone fireplaces
And lookin' on the past

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

Rainy days, I 'em, I always have
Screened in porches, my old hat
Smell of
Early of spring, real things

I love real things like a hard day's
Sinkin' my hands in fresh dirt
And lovin' someone so much it

New on an old guitar
Moonshine in a jar
And just alive
At with who you are

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

It's real things
That I come back to every
Like Christmas
With those I hold dear

When it's real
The truth rings so and clear
For those ears to hear

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

Real things, I love 'em, I always
the kinfolk shoes on a welcome mat
Sunday morning, hearing my mama
Real things, I love real things
Real