Stuff That Works Songtext
von Guy Clark
Stuff That Works Songtext
I got an ol? blue shirt and it suits me just fine
I like the way it feels so I wear it all the time
I got an old guitar, won? t ever stay in tune
I like the way it sounds in a dark and empty room
I got an ol? pair of boots and they fit just right
Well I can work all day and I can dance all night
I got an ol? used car and it runs just like a top
I get the feelin? it ain? t ever gonna stop
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
I got a pretty good friend who? s seen me at my worst
He can? t tell if I? m a blessing or a curse
But he always shows up when chips are down
That? s the kind of stuff I like to be around
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
I got a woman I love she? s crazy, paints like God
She? s got a playground sense of justice, she won? t take odds
I got a tattoo with her name right through my soul
I think everything she touches turns to gold
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
I like the way it feels so I wear it all the time
I got an old guitar, won? t ever stay in tune
I like the way it sounds in a dark and empty room
I got an ol? pair of boots and they fit just right
Well I can work all day and I can dance all night
I got an ol? used car and it runs just like a top
I get the feelin? it ain? t ever gonna stop
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
I got a pretty good friend who? s seen me at my worst
He can? t tell if I? m a blessing or a curse
But he always shows up when chips are down
That? s the kind of stuff I like to be around
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
I got a woman I love she? s crazy, paints like God
She? s got a playground sense of justice, she won? t take odds
I got a tattoo with her name right through my soul
I think everything she touches turns to gold
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don? t hang on the wall
Stuff that? s real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
Writer(s): CLARK GUY CHARLES, CROWELL RODNEY J Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com