Drove down to the old place
Where I grew up riding next to you,
learning everything I know
I noticed just how green things were
when I pulled through the gate
Like the greener pastures up there
where we'll meet again someday
Wish I'd have thought to slip a phone
in the pocket of your suit
When the good Lord called you home
on that sunny day in June
Then I could send a picture of
all the things you touched
To think a man who led such a simple
life could leave behind so much
It's just a lot of little things
but they mean the world to me
Everywhere I look there's one
There's a little bit of you
Seems to rain now all the time,
hadn't seen this much in years
Didn't take you long to send back home
some an swers to our prayers
A lot of things are different now
but so much is still the same
And I accidentally dial your number
Wish I'd have thought to slip a phone
in the pocket of your suit
When the good Lord called you home
on that sunny day in June
Then I could send a picture of
all the things you touched
To think a man who led such a simple
life could leave behind so much
It's just a lot of little things but they
Everywhere I look there's one
There's a little bit of you in everything I see
Yeah, I could send a picture of
your great-grandson growing growing up
Tell you one more time I love you and that
Sometimes it's the little things
Everywhere I look there's
There's a little bit of you
