Lyrics Stuff That Works - Rodney Crowell

Stuff That Works

I got an old 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 old pair of boots and they fit just right
Well I can work all day and I can dance all night
I got an old used car and it runs just like a top
I get the feeling it ain`t ever going to 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