Things That Matter – Alan Jackson

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 meetin’
Afternoon turns into evenin’
Still, he ain’t made it home
Things that matter
And things that don’t

Another place someone slams a door
Says, “I don’t love you anymore”
Looks like another sleepless night
Toss and turnin’ on the couch
He wonders if they’ll work it out
It’s all about being happy or being right
The 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