Real Things Lyrics - Real Things - Joe Nichols

I love real things built to last 

Hardwood floors and stone fireplaces 

And lookin' back on the past 

Ice cold beer, fish that fight 

Wise, old bucks and old timer's 

Tellin' lies and fireflies 

Rainy days, I love 'em, I always have 

Screened in porches, my old straw hat 

Smell of dogwoods 

Early signs of spring, real things 

I love real things like a hard day's work 

Sinkin' my hands in fresh plowed 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 

It's them real things 

That I come back to every year 

Like Christmas Time 

With those that I hold dear 

When it's real things 

The truth rings so loud and clear 

For those with ears to hear 

I want real things like an '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 'em, I always have 

Like the kinfolk shoes on a welcome mat 

Sunday morning, hearing my mama sing 

Real things, I love those real things 

Real things