[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
             
I got an ol’ b

              
lue shirt and 

             
it   suits me 

      
just fine
             
I like the way

              
 it feels so I

             
 wear it all t

    
he time
             
I got an ol' g

              
uitar, it won’

             
t ever stay in

  
 tune
             
I like the way

              
 it sounds in 

             
a dark an' emp

    
ty room

[Verse 2]
             
I got an ol’ p

              
air of boots a

             
n' they fit ju

   
st right
             
Well I can wor

              
k all day an' 

             
I can dance al

   
l night
             
I got an ol’ u

              
sed car an' it

             
 runs just lik

     
e a top
             
I get the feel

             
in’ it ain’t e

           
ver gonna stop

[Chorus]
             
Stuff that wor

              
ks, stuff that

 
 holds up
             
The kinda stuf

             
f you don’t ha

             
ng on the wall
              
Stuff that’s r

             
eal, stuff you

  
 feel
             
The kinda stuf

             
f you reach fo

           
r when you fal

l

[Link]
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[Verse 3]
             
I got a pretty

              
 good friend w

             
ho’s seen me a

      
t my worst
             
He can’t tell 

             
if I’m a bless

           
ing  or a curs

e
             
But he always 

             
shows up when 

              
the chips are 

 
down
             
That’s the kin

              
d of stuff I l

           
ike to be arou

nd

[Chorus]
             
Stuff that wor

              
ks, stuff that

 
 holds up
             
The kind of st

             
uff you don’t 

             
hang on the wa

ll
              
Stuff that’s r

             
eal, stuff you

  
 feel
             
The kind of st

             
uff you reach 

             
for when you f

all

[Solo]
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[Verse 4]
             
I got a woman 

              
I love she’s c

             
razy and paint

       
s like God
             
She’s got a pl

              
ayground sense

             
 of justice, s

              
he won’t take 

 
odds
             
I got a tattoo

             
 with her name

              
 right through

     
 my soul
             
I think everyt

             
hing she touch

            
es turns to go

ld

[Chorus]
             
Stuff that wor

              
ks, stuff that

 
 holds up
             
The kind of st

             
uff you don’t 

             
hang on the wa

ll
              
Stuff that’s r

             
eal, stuff you

  
 feel
             
The kind of st

             
uff you reach 

             
for when you f

all

[Outro]
             
Stuff that wor

              
ks, stuff that

 
 holds up
             
The kind of st

             
uff you don’t 

             
hang on the wa

ll
              
Stuff that’s r

             
eal, stuff you

  
 feel
             
The kind of st

             
uff you reach 

             
for when you f

all

[Solo]
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