ThingsThatMatter

Things That Matter - Alan Jackson

Lyrics by：Robert Keith Stegall/Michael White

Composed by：Robert Keith Stegall/Michael White

A little girl puts on her skates

Sits down on the porch and waits

And hopes her daddy won't be long

One more call one more meeting

Afternoon turns into evening

Still he ain't made it home

Things that matter

And things that don't

Another place someone slams the door

Says I don't love you anymore

Looks like another sleepless night

Tossing turning on the couch

He wonders if they'll work it out

It's all about being happy or being right

Things that matter

And things that don't

We only get so many trips around the sun

Some things matter some things don't

It's up to you to choose which one

We only get so many trips around the sun

Some things matter some things don't

It's up to you to choose which one

So tonight as I close my eyes

I pray Lord help me realize

Something I already know

There's things that matter

And things that don't

A little girl puts on her skates

Sits down on the porch and waits

And hopes her daddy won't be long