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George Strait - The Little Things Lyrics



George Strait - The Little Things Lyrics
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Watchin' this sunset, yeah, man, it hit me
I'm alive but I ain't really been livin'
Maybe flyin' through this life so fast I'm missin'
The little things

Those moments when you swear you feel the clock stop
And the answer seems as simple as a raindrop
'Cause you realize that we're here on this big rock
For the little things

Like an old Merle Haggard song
Mama on the phone
Midnight on a back porch
Slow kiss on a dance floor
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rockin' back to sleep
If you're askin' me
It's the little things

The secret to life, hey, we all wanna find it
But the more I look, the more that I'm reminded
That what we want is always right there, hiding
In all the little things

Like homemade ice cream in a bowl
A jacket when it's cold
Fifth gear on a fast car
New strings on a guitar
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rockin' back to sleep
If you're askin' me
Yeah, it's the little things

Take everything and drop it
For a baby that needs rockin' back to sleep
I guess all I really want to say
Don't let the big get in the way
Of the little things
Oh, the little things
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Watchin' this sunset, yeah, man, it hit me
I'm alive but I ain't really been livin'
Maybe flyin' through this life so fast I'm missin'
The little things

Those moments when you swear you feel the clock stop
And the answer seems as simple as a raindrop
'Cause you realize that we're here on this big rock
For the little things

Like an old Merle Haggard song
Mama on the phone
Midnight on a back porch
Slow kiss on a dance floor
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rockin' back to sleep
If you're askin' me
It's the little things

The secret to life, hey, we all wanna find it
But the more I look, the more that I'm reminded
That what we want is always right there, hiding
In all the little things

Like homemade ice cream in a bowl
A jacket when it's cold
Fifth gear on a fast car
New strings on a guitar
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rockin' back to sleep
If you're askin' me
Yeah, it's the little things

Take everything and drop it
For a baby that needs rockin' back to sleep
I guess all I really want to say
Don't let the big get in the way
Of the little things
Oh, the little things
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Writer: Bubba Strait, George Strait, Monty Russ Criswell
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group




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