[Chorus]I hope you find something to loveSomething to do when you feel like giving upA song to sing or a tale to tellSomething to love, it'll serve you well[Verse 1]I was born in a tiny southern townI grew up with all my family aroundWe made music on the porch on Sunday nightsOld men with old guitars smoking Winston Lights[Verse 2]Old women harmonizing with the windSinging softly to the savior like a friendThey taught me how to make the chords and sing the wordsI'm still singing like that great speckled bird[Chorus]I hope you find something to loveSomething to do when you feel like giving upA song to sing or a tale to tellSomething to love, it'll serve you well[Verse 3]Tonight we're lying on a blanket in the yardThe wind is cold the sky is dark and the ground is hardBut your momma loves to count the stars at nightSo if I get a little chill that's alright[Chorus]I hope you find something to loveSomething to do when you feel like giving upA song to sing or a tale to tellSomething to love, it'll serve you well[Verse 4]You were born on a hot late summer dayWe turned you loose and tried to stay out of your wayDon't quite recognize the world you call homeJust find what makes you happy girl and do it 'til you're gone[Chorus]I hope you find something to loveSomething to do when you feel like giving upA song to sing or a tale to tellSomething to love, it'll serve you well
