Lyrics
A little rusty, broken tip
Hold it tight son so the handle don't slip
Close it up right when you're through with it
He was always saying things like that
It's just an Old Timer no it ain't worth much
But I wouldn't trade it for a brand new Buck
It's old and it's so out of style
But every time I hold it I get him back for a little while
It's more than just a memory it's a pocket full of love
Reflections of the treasure that he was
Moments of forever I'm holding right here in my hand
And it makes me smile
Cause every time I hold it I get him back for a little while
Tattered edge, missin' pages
Hold it tight son it's the rock of ages
Pay attention when you read it
I can promise you that you're gonna need it
And though he left us he's never really gone
It all adds up to what you can count on
It may be old but it sure ain't out of style
Cause every time I read it I get him back for a little while
It's more than just a memory it's a letter full of love
Reflections of the treasures yet to come
And moments of forever I'm holding right here in my hands
And it makes me smile
Cause every time I read it I get him back for a little while
And moments of forever I'm holding right here in my hands
And it makes me smile
Cause every time I hold it I get him back for a little while
Friend you better read it he's coming back in a little while