Guy Clark / Rodney Crowell

I got an ol’ 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 it won’t ever stay in tune

I like the way it sounds In a dark and empty room

I got an ol’ pair of boots and they fit just right

I can work all day and I can dance all night

I got an ol’ used car and it runs just like a top

I get the feelin’ it ain’t ever gonna stop

Chorus:

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 the chips are down

That’s the kind of stuff I like to be around

Chorus:

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 and 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

Chorus:

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

The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall