wading knee deep in the nickel jack river soft mud squeezing up between my toes a big mouth jumpin on a split tail bobber we d cook em up later after we got home and my brother was there and my daddy was there he let us go swimming in our underwear now looking back i see just what that meant to me i ll bottle my memories i think that s one i ll keep last summer sunday on that front porch shucking purple hull peas till our fingers turned black taking turns cranking up that ice cream maker gettin brain freeze because we ate too fast my grandpa was there yeah my nana was there sitting there rockin in her favorite chair now looking back i see just what that meant to me i ll bottle my memories i think that s one i ll keep little country church with a baptist preacher watching your daddy walk you down the aisle i m placing that ring on your left hand finger pulling back the veil and seeing you smile and my future was there love sure was there we were heading off on a wing and a prayer now looking back i see just what that meant to me i ll bottle my memories i ll bottle my memories i think that s one i ll keep i think that s one i ll keep