I collect rocks

[Verse 1] Every time I take a stroll down a gravel road or creek, I ain’t lookin’ for no gold, just treasures at my feet. Arrowheads and fossils, little stones that shine, I toss ‘em in my backpack, like I struck a mine. [Chorus] I collect rocks, every time I take a walk, Got ‘em piled up in my pickup, boxes full in the shop. I got pockets full of granite, boots packed with chalk, Put ‘em in my socks, yeah, I collect rocks. [Verse 2] From Shannon County hills to the rivers in Dent, To caves in Phelps County where my daylight’s spent. I’m walkin’ creeks, diggin’ overhangs and caves, Searchin’ for the stories the old land gave. [Chorus] I collect rocks, every time I take a walk, Gain a little weight from what the river's got. Arrowheads and agate, jasper and quartz blocks, Put ‘em in my socks, yeah, I collect rocks. [Bridge] Flat ones, round ones, smooth ones too, Artifacts and relics, buried deep from view. And when I’m gone, they’ll say of me, “He walked the land and set rocks free.” [Final Chorus] I collect rocks, every time I take a walk, My soul gets light, though my backpack talks. From Shannon creeks to Phelps hilltops, I’m gainin' weight in stories—yeah, I collect rocks. [Outro] So if you see a man bent down by the stream, Just know he’s chasin’ a rockhound dream. With boxes, buckets, boots and socks— He’s out there still… collectin’ rocks.