Nothing Fancy

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