Joe Nichols Real Things Lyrics

Real Things Lyrics

I love real things built to last

Hardwood floors and stone fireplaces

And looking back on the past



Ice cold beer, fish that fight

Wise, old bucks

And old timer's tellin' lies

Fireflies



Rainy days, I love them, 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 days 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 the real things

The truth rings so
loud and clear

For those with ears to hear



I want real things
like 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 them, 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