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 day's work Sinkin' my hands in fresh ploughed 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 Christmastime with those that I hold dear When it's the real things The truth rings so loud and clear For long 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 kinsfolk shoes on a welcome mat Sunday morning, hearing my mama sing Real things, I love those real things Real things