Guy Clark - Stuff That Works Lyrics
I got an olblue shirtAnd it suits me just fineI like the way it feelsSo I wear it all the timeI got an old guitarIt won? ever stay in tuneI like the way it soundsIn a dark and empty roomI got an olpair of bootsAnd they fit just rightI can work all dayAnd I can dance all nightI got an olused carAnd it runs just like a topI get the feelinit ain?Ever gonna stopChorusStuff that works, stuff that holds upThe kind of stuff you don? hang on the wallStuff that? real, stuff you feelThe kind of stuff you reach for when you fallI got a pretty good friendWho? seen me at my worstHe can? tell if I? a blessingOr a curseBut he always shows upWhen the chips are downThat? the kind of stuffI like to be aroundChorusI got a woman I loveShe? crazy and paints like GodShe? got a playground sense of justiceShe won? take oddsI got a tattoo with her nameRight through my soulI think everything she touchesTurns to goldChorus