Jason McPhail - The Little Things Lyrics

It's the rain on the roof
On a Sunday afternoon
It's the smell of the coffee
When it's freshly brewed
It's the sound of the songbird
Telling us it's time for the spring
And the cool water creek
When you've been hauling that hay
It's the sound of the voice
That's calling you, babe
It's the little things in life
I'm grateful for today
And when life gets hard
Just close your eyes
Bring yourself back
Oh, to the little
Little things in life
It's the sound of the kids
Playing outside
It's the smell of mama's cooking
When the okra's been fried
Sitting on the porch swing
Listening to the frogs in the night
It's the choices in life
You wish you could take back
All the hours that you're working
And breaking your back
You gave and you gave
Til you had nothing left to give
When life gets hard
Just close your eyes
Bring yourself back
Oh, to the little
When life gets hard
Oh, when life gets hard
Just close your eyes, close your eyes
Bring yourself back, bring it back
Oh, to the little
The little things in life
Guitar solo
And when life gets hard
Just close your eyes, just close your eyes
Bring yourself back, bring it back
Oh, to the little
When life gets hard, oh when life gets hard
Just close your eyes
Bring yourself back, bring yourself back
Oh, to the little
To the little things in life