Luyện nghe bài hát Real Things

I real things built to last
Hardwood floors and fireplaces
And lookin' on the past

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

Rainy days, I love 'em, I always
Screened in porches, my old hat
of dogwoods
Early signs of spring, things

I love real things like a hard work
my hands in fresh plowed dirt
And lovin' so much it hurts

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

Real things, I love 'em, I have
Grandma's kitchen and Grandpa's laugh
Stealin' first kiss
On the front swing, real things

It's them real
That I come back to every
Like Christmas
With those that I dear

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

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

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