Tackle Box Lyrics - I'll Stay Me - Luke Bryan

Luke Bryan - Tackle Box 

Verse 1 

It was two shades of brown, scratched-up plastic. 

It held extra line, lures, hooks, and matches. 

And his last name engraved in black, 

Right there by the handle on the top. 

I'd slide it out of the back of his station wagon. 

Lug it down the bank with my arm draggin'. 

And I could hardly wait for him 

To lift the lid on that tackle box. 

Chorus 1 

'Cause I'd sail with him across the South Pacific. 

Stand beside him on the bow of that battleship. 

See him kiss the ground and thank the good Lord Jesus. 

And watch him run to Grandma, cryin' on the dock. 

He opened up, every time he opened up 

That old tackle box. 

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Verse 2 

He'd bait my hook and keep on tellin' stories 

'Bout nickel Cokes, girls, and sandlot glories. 

Pickup trucks and golden fields 

Long before this town knew blacktop. 

Chorus 2 

I was almost ridin' with him shotgun down those dirt roads 

Takin' turns on a jug of homemade shine 

As he raced his buddies down through Mason Holler 

Fillin' the sky with dust and kicked up rocks 

He opened up, every time he opened up 

That old tackle box. 

He's been gone twenty years tomorrow 

And I'm still holdin' on to one wish 

That God above could let me borrow Grandpa 

For one more afternoon and one more fish. 

Chorus 1 

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And I'd sail with him across the South Pacific. 

Stand beside him on the bow of that battleship. 

See him kiss the ground and thank the good Lord Jesus. 

And watch him run to Grandma, cryin' on the dock. 

He'd open up, every time he opened up 

That old tackle box. 

Everything he loved he kept locked up in that old tackle box.