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Yeah, you might say he ain't got much to his name Sitting on the porch and waiting on the rain His corn homegrown, it's the good and always sheds his tears He smiles and says, "There's always next year" Yeah money, it don't come easy But sonny, that ain't what's gonna please me (It's the little things) Got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night You add it all up, it's bigger than you think You don't need much, it's just the little things It's the little things He knows that old truck gon' crank, yeah, it always turns over Ain't got no need for a black Range Rover They got around calls and the tape deck saints What more could you need than just them little things Got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night You add it all up, it's bigger than you think You don't need much, it's just the little things, yeah Just them little things Oh, like a guitar player with a slide Letras de cancionesYeah Got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night You add it all up, it's bigger than you think You don't need much, it's just the- Hey Got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night You add it all up, it's bigger than you think You don't need much, it's just the little things (Hm, what!?) Yeah! Yeah, I like it like that From Letras Mania