Big Pockets
I recall the first time that we kissed
And the taste of Dr. Pepper on your lips
When I asked you for forever, I was scared to death
We both smiled and then we cried when you said yes
She was minutes old when they handed her to me
How could something so tiny bring me to my knees
But through first steps and patty-cake
Barbie dolls and having first dates
I'm holding onto something here
That time just can't erase
CHORUS:
I've got big pockets for my soul
They're big and wide and deep
Tailor-made for all my precious memories
There's a hole that's small, yet big enough
To let the bad times go
Thank God, I've got big pockets for my soul
Burgers on the grill and lemonade
Fishin' with the kids on Marble Lake
I hold the whole world in my hands
Each time I reminisce
I may not be a wealthy man
But don't say that I'm not rich
CHORUS:
I've got big pockets for my soul
They're big and wide and deep
Tailor-made for all my precious memories
There's a hole that's small, yet big enough
To let the bad times go
Thank God, I've got big pockets for my soul
They're tailor-made for all my precious memories
There's a hole that's small, yet big enough
To let the bad times go
Thank God, I've got big pockets for my soul
And the taste of Dr. Pepper on your lips
When I asked you for forever, I was scared to death
We both smiled and then we cried when you said yes
She was minutes old when they handed her to me
How could something so tiny bring me to my knees
But through first steps and patty-cake
Barbie dolls and having first dates
I'm holding onto something here
That time just can't erase
CHORUS:
I've got big pockets for my soul
They're big and wide and deep
Tailor-made for all my precious memories
There's a hole that's small, yet big enough
To let the bad times go
Thank God, I've got big pockets for my soul
Burgers on the grill and lemonade
Fishin' with the kids on Marble Lake
I hold the whole world in my hands
Each time I reminisce
I may not be a wealthy man
But don't say that I'm not rich
CHORUS:
I've got big pockets for my soul
They're big and wide and deep
Tailor-made for all my precious memories
There's a hole that's small, yet big enough
To let the bad times go
Thank God, I've got big pockets for my soul
They're tailor-made for all my precious memories
There's a hole that's small, yet big enough
To let the bad times go
Thank God, I've got big pockets for my soul
Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Craig, Steve Wilkinson
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