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