Album : Voyage To India
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Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Been around the whole world, still ain't seen
Nothin' like my neighborhood
Out of all of the fancy satin and silk
My white cotton feels so good

Searched high and low
For a place where I can lay my burdens down
Ain't nothin' in the whole wide world
Like the peace that I have found

It's the little things
And the joy they bring
It's the little things
And the joy they bring

Simple as a phone call just to make it known
That you're gonna be a little late
Pure as a kiss on the cheek
And a word that everything will be okay

Call in the morning from my little sister
Singing to me happy birthday
When you quest for fortune and fame
Don't forget about the simple things

It's the little things
And the joy they bring, yeah
It's the little things
And the joy

Give some good food
Give me some cute shoes
Give me some peace of mind
Give me some sunshine
Give me some blue skies

Runnin' 'round in circles
Lost my focus, lost sight of my goals
I do this for the love of music
Not for the glitter and gold

Got everything that I prayed for
Even a little more
When I asked to learn humility
This is what I was told

It's the little things
And the joy they bring
It's the little things
It's the little things

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Give me my guitar
Give me a bright star
Give me some good news
Give me some cute shoes
Give me Atlanta
Give me Savannah
Give me my peace of my mind

Give me some Stevie
Give me some Donnie
Give me my daddy
Give me my mommy
Pour me some sweet tea
Spoonful of honey
I don't need no Hollywood
Oh, oh, oh   Oh, oh, oh   Oh, oh, oh      Been around the whole world, still ain't seen   Nothin' like my neighborhood   Out of all of the fancy satin and silk   My white cotton feels so good      Searched high and low   For a place where I can lay my burdens down   Ain't nothin' in the whole wide world   Like the peace that I have found      It's the little things   And the joy they bring   It's the little things   And the joy they bring      Simple as a phone call just to make it known   That you're gonna be a little late   Pure as a kiss on the cheek   And a word that everything will be okay      Call in the morning from my little sister   Singing to me happy birthday   When you quest for fortune and fame   Don't forget about the simple things      It's the little things   And the joy they bring, yeah   It's the little things   And the joy      Give some good food   Give me some cute shoes   Give me some peace of mind   Give me some sunshine   Give me some blue skies      Runnin' 'round in circles   Lost my focus, lost sight of my goals   I do this for the love of music   Not for the glitter and gold      Got everything that I prayed for   Even a little more   When I asked to learn humility   This is what I was told      It's the little things   And the joy they bring   It's the little things   It's the little things      Oh, oh, oh   Oh, oh, oh   Oh, oh, oh      Give me my guitar   Give me a bright star   Give me some good news   Give me some cute shoes   Give me Atlanta   Give me Savannah   Give me my peace of my mind      Give me some Stevie   Give me some Donnie   Give me my daddy   Give me my mommy   Pour me some sweet tea   Spoonful of honey   I don't need no Hollywood
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