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Rory Feek – That’s Important To Me

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“That’s Important to Me” is one of those songs that feels like a deep breath—a moment to pause and remember what truly matters. It’s not just about the big, sweeping dreams but the little moments that fill a life with meaning. The song, performed by country music duo Joey + Rory, is an ode to the kind of love and values that stand the test of time. Written by Joey Feek with her husband Rory and Tim Johnson, it offers a heartfelt glimpse into what they cherished most in life together.

From the very first verse, you can feel the tenderness and simplicity that Joey and Rory believed in: family, faith, and the simple joys of everyday living. This song isn’t flashy or complicated; it’s a reminder of things that bring us back to ourselves—like watching a sunset, sharing a laugh with loved ones, or holding hands with someone you love. Joey’s sweet, soulful voice brings these words to life in a way that makes you feel like she’s singing right to you, sharing her heart without pretense or hesitation.

One of the most beautiful parts about “That’s Important to Me” is that it’s deeply personal yet universally relatable. The song finds its magic in the small, almost quiet moments, the kind of moments that often go unnoticed. It’s a gentle nudge to slow down and appreciate what we have, to hold our loved ones a little closer, and to find peace in the little things. Joey’s life and legacy only make these lyrics resonate more; her voice remains a tender reminder of what endures long after we’re gone.

Every time you listen to this song, you’re invited into a simple, beautiful life, one that values love, family, and faith. It’s a timeless tune that feels as much like a guiding light as it does a song. So, the next time you feel the world spinning a bit too fast, put on “That’s Important to Me”—and remember, sometimes the smallest things make the biggest impact

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Lyrics

Not plannin’ my day around the T.V. set
Payin’ our bills and stayin’ out of debt
That’s important to me
That’s important to me
Openin’ the windows and lettin’ in air
Holdin’ hands when we’re sayin’ a prayer
That’s important to me
Yeah that’s important to me
Havin’ somebody to share my life
Loving my husband and bein’ a wife
And the very best mother I can be
That’s important to me
Tellin’ the truth and bein’ real
And feeding my family a home cooked meal
That’s important to me
That’s important to me
Plantin’ a garden and watchin’ it grow
Keepin’ it country on the radio
That’s important to me
Yeah that’s important to me
Always havin’ you to hold
Bein’ beside you when we grow old
And they’ll plant us ‘neath that big oak tree
That’s important to me
Always havin’ you to hold
Bein’ beside you when we grow old
And they’ll plant us ‘neath that big oak tree
Believin’ our dreams,
Still bein’ ourselves if we ever get there
That’s important to me
That’s important to me
Yeah, that’s important to me
Hm that’s important to me

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