I'm not a stamp collector,
Bringin' home a souvenir,
find a whistle from the fire
to prove that I was there
I got a piece of silky thread
A nugget from a stream of gold,
A horseshoe from a rodeo,
to prove that I was there
Oh, I always get a souvenir
I got some little something
A pair of fuzzy bobby socks,
to prove that I was there
I took a burned out piston
I've even got a G -string
from Gene Shepard's guitar
I've collected everything
to prove that I was there
Now I'm not bragging when I say
You can tell I've been there
by the notches on my belt
I've collected different things
to prove that I was there
I've got a fine collection,
but you're my pride and joy
You're the one I like the best,
To trade you for a million things,
Cause you and me are gonna
