Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Strait
Vocals
Matt Rollings
Wurlitzer Piano
Eddie Bayers
Drums
Glenn Worf
Bass
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Steve Nathan
Synthesiser
Steve Gibson
Acoustic Guitar
Stuart Duncan
Fiddle
Marty Slayton
Background Vocals
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Monty Criswell
Composer
Bubba Strait
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Strait
Co-Producer
Chuck Ainlay
Mixing Engineer
Tony Brown
Co-Producer
Amy Garges
Studio Personnel
Lance Van Dyke
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Jon Clover Brown
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Watching this sunset, yeah man, it hit me
I'm alive, but I ain't really been livin'
Maybe flying through this life so fast, I'm missing
The little things
Those moments when you swear you feel the clock stop
And the answer seems as simple as a raindrop
'Cause you realize that we're here on this big rock
For the little things
Like an old Merle Haggard song
Mama on the phone
Midnight on the back porch
A slow kiss on a dance floor
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rocking back to sleep
If you're asking me
It's the little things
The secret to life, hey, we all wanna find it
But the more I look, the more that I'm reminded
What we want is always right there, hiding
In all the little things
Homemade ice cream in a bowl
A jacket when it's cold
Fifth gear on a fast car
New strings on a guitar
A tiny diamond in your pocket
A baby that needs rocking back to sleep
If you're asking me
Yeah, it's the little things
Take everything and drop it
For a baby that needs rocking back to sleep
I guess all I really want to say
Don't let the big get in the way
Of the little things, mmm
Oh, little things
Writer(s): Monty Russ Criswell, George Strait, Bubba Strait
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