Verse 1: Male

The kettle sings before the sun

Your garden boots are by the door

We take the long way past the mill

And find a little more to love

Verse 2: Female

A paper list, a loaf to share

The neighbor waves from down the lane

You tell me stories we both know

And somehow they still make me laugh

Chorus: Both

Life is good in the little things

A hand to hold, a song to bring

A porch light waiting, supper warm

Your easy smile beside my own

Through every season, near or far

We’ve got enough right where we are