Artist : RODNEY ATKINS
Album : It's America
We got the biggest dog you ever saw
Sprawled on the porch coolin' off
Down at our place,
His name is Ace
We got the humming birds comin in
Hittin those sugar water feeders
Then buzzin off again
Floatin in the wind
Then the sunset melts into a line of pines
Yeah life is slow out here,
But it sure suits me fine
[Chorus]
Cause it's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby crys the moma sings her back to sleep
Ohh it sounds so sweet
Its puttin in a hard days work,
Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt
It's a friends and family gathering
A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring
Yeah it's the simple things
Yeah
Like takin my boy to the river on Sundays
Huntin Tadpoles and Indian money
And I just laugh,
While is flipflops splash
Then we spray em off cause we don't want chiggers
Baitin our hooks with chicken liver
Goin yellow cat fishin
A little whisker lip rippin
I love it when he says daddy give me five
And watchin him grunt and grin while hes reelin in
That flat head on his line
[Chorus]
It's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby crys the moma sings her back to sleep
Ohh it sounds so sweet
Its puttin in a hard days work,
Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt
It's a friends and family gathering
A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring
Yeahh it's the simple things,
It's the simple things
Its feelin thankful just lookin at the stars
Its finding peace of mind in your own backyard
Yeahhh it's the simple things that strum my strings
Like big oak trees, tire swings, and lemonade,
Ice cold and homemade
Its puttin in a hard days work,
Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt
It's a friends and family gathering
A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring
It's the simple things
Mmm
It's the simple things
That's it.
Album : It's America
We got the biggest dog you ever saw
Sprawled on the porch coolin' off
Down at our place,
His name is Ace
We got the humming birds comin in
Hittin those sugar water feeders
Then buzzin off again
Floatin in the wind
Then the sunset melts into a line of pines
Yeah life is slow out here,
But it sure suits me fine
[Chorus]
Cause it's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby crys the moma sings her back to sleep
Ohh it sounds so sweet
Its puttin in a hard days work,
Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt
It's a friends and family gathering
A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring
Yeah it's the simple things
Yeah
Like takin my boy to the river on Sundays
Huntin Tadpoles and Indian money
And I just laugh,
While is flipflops splash
Then we spray em off cause we don't want chiggers
Baitin our hooks with chicken liver
Goin yellow cat fishin
A little whisker lip rippin
I love it when he says daddy give me five
And watchin him grunt and grin while hes reelin in
That flat head on his line
[Chorus]
It's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby crys the moma sings her back to sleep
Ohh it sounds so sweet
Its puttin in a hard days work,
Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt
It's a friends and family gathering
A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring
Yeahh it's the simple things,
It's the simple things
Its feelin thankful just lookin at the stars
Its finding peace of mind in your own backyard
Yeahhh it's the simple things that strum my strings
Like big oak trees, tire swings, and lemonade,
Ice cold and homemade
Its puttin in a hard days work,
Comin home and puttin on a clean Tshirt
It's a friends and family gathering
A neck to hug a joke to tell and a dish to bring
It's the simple things
Mmm
It's the simple things
That's it.
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