I Always Get a Souvenir Songtext

Buck Owens & His Buckaroos

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I Always Get a Souvenir Songtext
I'm not a stamp collector but I've got a hobby too,
Bringin' home a souvenir, trinkets old and new.
Feathers from a rooster fight, a whistle from a fair,
I always get a souvenir to prove that I was there.

Well, I've got a piece of silky thread from bashful Mary's gown,
A nugget from a stream of gold, and a red nose from a clown.
A horseshoe from a rodeo, a claw from a bear;
Well, I always get a souvenir to prove that I was there.

I always get a souvenir everywhere I go.
Well, I've got some little something from every girl I know.
A pair of fuzzy bobby socks, a lock of curly hair,
I always get a souvenir to prove that I was there.

Well, I took a burned out piston from a winning racer car.
Well, I've even got a G-string, from Gene Sheppard's guitar.
I've collected everything, soap to silverware,
I always get a souvenir to prove that I was there.

Well, now I'm not bragging when I say with women I have dealt.
Well, you can tell I've been there, by the notches on my belt.
Yes, I've collected different things from every love affair,
I always get a souvenir to prove that I was there.

I've got a fine collection, but you're my pride and joy.
You're the one I like the best, you make me a happy, boy.
To trade you for a million things hon, I wouldn't dare,
'Cause you and me are gonna get me another souvenir...