Nothing Fancy - Kristen Kelly

I had a baby blue, far from new, two-door Cavalier

It may have not looked like much but it always got me there

Between Friday night lights and back road rides with and shoeshine white

It was everything to me, nothing fancy

He was the kind of man with working hands, and a worn-out pair of boots

I was daddy’s girl, his whole world, just trying to fill his shoes

The heaven Lord, he never, despite his time away from home

I know he cared for me, and nothing fancy

All that glitters isn’t gold, no

The shine’ll fade and the new just gets old

I’ll take with me when I go, all the love, all the hope

All the finer things from all my pretty memories

Nothing fancy

We’ll say I do under a sky of blue on some October day

No white church, just grass and dirt, with pews of bales of hay

When the years have gone I see us holding on 'cause you know a love that’s

strong

No, it won’t need nothing fancy

All that glitters isn’t gold, no

The shine’ll fade and the new just gets old

I’ll take with me when I go, all the love, all the hope

All the finer things from all my pretty memories

Nothing fancy

All that glitters isn’t gold, no

The shine’ll fade and the new just gets old

I’ll take with me when I go, all the love, all the hope

All the finer things from all my pretty memories

All the love, all the hope

All the finer things from all my pretty memories

Nothing fancy

Oh, nothing fancy