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Joey + Rory – That’s Important To Me

That's Important To Me - song and lyrics by Joey + Rory | Spotify

Introduction:

“That’s Important to Me” is a heartfelt country duet by the beloved husband-and-wife duo, Joey + Rory. Released in 2010 as part of their album “Album Number Two,” the song quickly became a fan favorite, resonating with audiences and showcasing the duo’s genuine chemistry and musical talent.

The song’s lyrics explore the simple joys and profound love that can be found in everyday life. It celebrates the little moments, the quiet gestures, and the unwavering support that make relationships truly special. The heartfelt lyrics, combined with Joey and Rory’s warm and intimate vocals, create a powerful and emotional listening experience.

The music video for “That’s Important to Me” further enhances the song’s impact, capturing the essence of the duo’s love story and their down-to-earth personalities. Filmed on their farm in Tennessee, the video showcases the beauty of rural life and the enduring power of love.

“That’s Important to Me” has become a timeless classic, reminding listeners of the importance of cherishing the people they love and the simple things that bring happiness. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to the duo’s talent and the universal appeal of their music.

Video:

https://youtu.be/xzHpYyB_F3U?si=ehGn7z7zvOiI6kOu

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