Simple Things

Rodney Atkins

We got the biggest dog you ever saw
Sprawled on the porch cooling off
Down at our place
His name is Ace
We got the humming birds coming in
Hitting those sugar water feeders
Then buzzing off again
Floating in the wind
Then the sunset melts into a line of pines
Yeah life is slow out here
But it sure suits me fine

Cause it's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby cries the momma sings her back to sleep
Oh it sounds so sweet
Its putting in a hard days work
Coming home and putting on a clean T-shirt
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 taking my boy to the river on Sundays
Hunting Tadpoles and Indian money
And I just laugh
While is flipflops splash
Then we spray em off cause we don't want chiggers
Baiting our hooks with chicken liver
Going yellow cat fishing
A little whisker lip ripping
I love it when he says daddy give me five
And watching him grunt and grin while his reeling in
That flat head on his line

Cause it's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby cries the moma sings her back to sleep
Oh it sounds so sweet
Its putting in a hard days work
Coming home and putting on a clean T-shirt
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

Cause it's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby cries the moma sings her back to sleep
Oh it sounds so sweet
Its putting in a hard days work
Coming home and putting on a clean T-shirt
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

Cause it's the simple things that strum my strings
The baby cries the moma sings her back to sleep
Oh it sounds so sweet
Its putting in a hard days work
Coming home and putting on a clean T-shirt
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

Mmm
It's the simple things
That'sit