Keepers Songtext
von Bone Collector

The old man ran the bait shop in Eudora, Mississippi
He had his whole life story mounted right there on the wall
There were ducks and bucks and small mouths
And a few old faded pictures
And the same three cocky rednecks grinnin′ in 'em all
One day I said, "Hey mister, looks like you got some keepers"

He said, "That′s right, I've known them boys since we were only kids
And I know what you're thinkin′ son
But the keepers in those pictures
Ain′t the ones I'm holdin′
They're the ones I′m standin' with"

They′re the kind you give your life for
'Cause you know they'd die for you
The kind that you can count on
When you′re short a buck or two
You don′t find 'em on the surface
No, son, you gotta go a little deeper
And that′s where you find the keepers


This one here is Charlie
Before he joined the army
He came home with one leg
And still he swears we slow him down
And Ralph there lost his Martha
One July to cancer
We raise a glass together
When her birthday rolls around

They're the kind you give your life for
′Cause you know they'd die for you
The kind that you can count on
When you′re short a buck or two
You don't find 'em on the surface
No, son, you gotta go a little deeper
And that′s where you find the keepers

Now you don′t find 'em on the surface
No, son, you gotta dig a little deeper
A little deeper
′Cause that's where you find the keepers