Things He Handed Down

Yeah, I still got that pocket knife, that red Swiss army The one that wore a hole in his blue jeans I still got that old guitar, that '60s model The one with buckle scratches and rusted strings Oh, but it just don't sound as good to me As him sayin' Don't mix wine with whiskey, don't put Jesus in a box And never spend more money than you make Don't burn a bridge that maybe one day you'll have to cross Don't let a ball game ruin your Saturday Yeah, those talks from that recliner Those fishin' boat one-liners It's his words that mean most to me now Of the things he handed down, down, down, oh yeah The things he handed down Yeah, I still got that Bible, that leather-bound King James one I swear every verse you've underlined Yeah, I kept that bottle, the one that we both finished The night I said I think I met my wife And you shook my hand, and we both smiled And you said Love ain't always roses, yeah, sometimes you get the thorns But buy a dozen every chance you get Oh, and tell your friend you love 'em 'Cause some day they could be gone And try to live this life with no regrets Yeah, those talks from that recliner Those fishin' boat one-liners It's his words that mean most to me now Of the things he handed down Down I can hear him sayin' Don't mix wine with whiskey, don't put Jesus in a box And never spend more money than you make Don't burn a bridge that maybe one day you'll have to cross And don't worry 'bout what you can't change Those talks from that recliner Those fishin' boat one-liners It's his words that mean most to me now Of the things he handed down, down, down, oh yeah The things he handed down