Board room table total stranger
Adding up the worth of a man he never knew
Fifty acres, tall stack of papers
Sign right here son, he left it all to you
Buddy now you're set
What that suit and tie don't know
Is when it comes to Grandpa
What matters the most

Is that Gosdin Vinyl, that worn out Bible
two things that he held close
Like the buckle on his belt that beat up ball cap
That grease-stained shop rag, his faded army patches
He just tossed up on the shelf, his trusty coffee cup
His lucky rod and reel yeah, the things that I want the most
He never wrote in the will

That toolbox in the shed and that rusted truck bed
He might not have known it
but it's where he taught me patience
The glove in the closet, anybody else would've tossed it
But that's where I hear son you better keep on swinging
I know that they could never bring him back
But there's a memory in every one, so I just gotta have

That Gosdin Vinyl, that worn out Bible
two things that he held close
Like the buckle on his belt that beat up ball cap
That grease-stained shop rag, his faded army patches
He just tossed up on the shelf, his trusty coffee cup
His lucky rod and reel yeah, the things that I want the most
He never wrote in the will

If I'm half the man he was
If I'm gonna make him proud
There's a laundry list of little things
I'm gonna want to pass down

Like that Whitley vinyl, that white tail rifle
The one that made me a man when I was twelve years old
And Grandma's locket, kept in his pocket
Hung around her neck 'til the good Lord called her home
His trusty coffee cup that lucky rod and reel
Yeah the things that I want the most
He never wrote in the will