I got an olblue 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 wonæ° ever stay in tune
I like the way it sounds
In a dark and empty room
I got an olpair of boots
And they fit just right
I can work all day
And I can dance all night
I got an olused car
And it runs just like a top
I get the feelinit ainæ°
Ever gonna stop
Chorus [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/guy_clark/stuff_that_works.html ]
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you donæ° hang on the wall
Stuff thatæ¯ real, stuff you feel
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall
I got a pretty good friend
Whoæ¯ seen me at my worst
He canæ° tell if Iæ¦ a blessing
Or a curse
But he always shows up
When the chips are down
Thatæ¯ the kind of stuff
I like to be around
Chorus
I got a woman I love
Sheæ¯ crazy and paints like God
Sheæ¯ got a playground sense of justice
She wonæ° take odds
I got a tattoo with her name
Right through my soul
I think everything she touches
Turns to gold
I think the third verse was written about my friend ron. We have been best friend over 40 years. He was always rock solid in my wild and wooly younger years. Thanks ron.