Story Behind The Song

When I lived in LA I learned to appreciate & respect simple things and honest people.

Song Description

The character finds he is never let down by his simple, predictable belongings which gives him comfort, as opposed to his unpredictable human encounters.

Lyrics

Well I keep my things in a bucket down the basement
Where no one else can see?

I got a flashlight so I can see what?s goin? on
Cards in case I?m dealt a losin? hand
One clean white V-neck t shirt too
A razor for an extra clean shave
A wristwatch that my daddy gave to me
That his daddy gave to him

I know that these are not the things that truly make a man
Just a damn good start

Got a washed up coffee cup
O? bourbon on the rocks in my bucket full o? pride
Got tie clips & pink slips from most of my jobs
I keep em? for a laugh
I got a firm handshake most people say
?That ain?t common anymore?
Well it don?t take new binoculars to see
What the hell is goin? on?

I know that these are not the things that truly make a man
Just a damn good start

Don?t let em? tell you that these things ain?t all you need
Cuz you?ll know they?re lyin?
These things in life are always guaranteed
Unless you lose them?

I got a notebook that I took
Full of all the facts
Still don?t know just what I said
I remove the case that holds my cigarettes
I like to have one with a beer
& Drown my thoughts in that bucket down the stairs
Yes that?s what I aim to do
Take the pocketknife that I?ve had all my life
Just whittle my sorrows down

I know that these are not the things that truly make a man
Just a damn good start