Текст: Rodney Atkins. Simple Things.

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 hummingbirds comin' in
Hittin' those sugar water feeders and buzzin' off again
Floatin' in the wind
Then the sunset melts into a line of pines
Life is slow out here but it just suits me fine

It's the simple things that strum my strings
Baby cries, and momma sings him back to sleep
Oh it sounds so sweet
It's puttin' in a hard day's work
Comin' home and puttin' on a clean t-shirt
It's friends and family gathering
A neck to hug, a joke to tell and a dish to bring
It's the simple things, yeah

It's takin' my boy to the river on Sunday
Huntin' tadpoles and Indian money
And I just laugh while his flipflops splash
Then we spray on the Off! ?cause we don't want chiggers
Baitin' our hooks with chicken livers
Goin' yellow catfishin'
A little whisker lick grippin'
I love it when he says ?Daddy give me five'
And watchin' him grunt and grin as he's reelin' in
That flathead on his line

It's the simple things that strum my strings
Baby cries, and momma sings him back to sleep
Oh it sounds so sweet
It's puttin' in a hard day's work
Comin' home and puttin' on a clean t-shirt
It's friends and family gathering
A neck to hug, a joke to tell and a dish to bring
Yeah it's the simple things
It's the simple things

It's feelin' thankful
Just lookin' at the stars
It's findin' piece of mind
In your own backyard

Yeah it's the simple things that strum my strings
Like big oak trees and tire swings and lemonade
Ice cold and homemade
It's puttin' in a hard day's work
Comin' home and puttin' on a clean t-shirt
It's friends and family gathering
A neck to hug, a joke to tell and a dish to bring
It's the simple things
It's the simple things

That's it