I've got an old blue shirt, it suits me just fine
I like the way it feels, so I wear it all the time
I've got an old guitar that won't ever stay in tune
But I like the way it sounds in a dark and empty room

I've got an old pair of boots that fit my feet just right
I can work all day and dance all night
I've got a new used car that runs just like a top
I got a feeling it ain't ever gonna stop

Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall
Stuff that's real, the stuff you feel
Is the stuff you always reach for when you fall

I've got a pretty good friend who's seen me at my worst
And he don't care if I'm a blessing or a curse
But he always shows up when the chips arе down
That's the kind of stuff that I like to be around

Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
Thе kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall
Stuff that's real, the stuff you feel
Is the stuff you always reach for when you fall

There's a woman I love, she's crazy, she paints like God
She's got a playground sense of justice and she don't give odds
I've got a tattoo with her name right through my soul
And I think everything she touches turns to gold
Stuff that works, stuff that holds up
The kind of stuff you don't hang on the wall
Stuff that's real, that stuff you feel
That stuff you always reach for when you fall