Luyện nghe bài hát Real Things

I real things built to last
Hardwood floors and stone
And back on the past

Ice cold beer, fish that
Wise, old and old timer's
lies and fireflies

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

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

New on an old guitar
Moonshine in a 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

them real things
That I come back to every
Like Christmas
With those I hold dear

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

I real things like an 'I love you'
Or an amen the very 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
Real things, I love those things
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