THE METAL DETECTIVE Verse 1 Sun’s barely up and the coffee’s black, Got my boots on and my shovel packed, Old fairgrounds, ghost towns, county line, Looking for a story buried in time. Some folks hunt deer, some folks fish, Me, I’m chasing one more hidden wish, Every beep might change the day, Might be treasure, might be an old Chevrolet. Chorus I’m the Metal Detective, Walking through the past, Listening for whispers Hidden in the grass. Every signal tells a story, Every relic has a clue, The dirt don’t keep its secrets When I’m coming through. I’m the Metal Detective, Searching high and low, Finding pieces of America Most folks never know. Verse 2 Found a wheat penny from ’43, A rusty buckle and a house key, Lost wedding ring, old silver dime, Little forgotten pieces of time. Some days it’s junk and rusty wire, Some days it’s something that lights a fire, You never know what’s underneath, Till you dig beneath the Colorado weed. Chorus I’m the Metal Detective, Walking through the past, Listening for whispers Hidden in the grass. Every signal tells a story, Every relic has a clue, The dirt don’t keep its secrets When I’m coming through. Bridge Every field’s a history book, Every hill deserves a look, The people are gone but the stories remain, Waiting in the dirt through the wind and rain. Final Chorus I’m the Metal Detective, That’s what I do, Chasing down forgotten things And bringing them back to you. From old ghost towns to city parks, Following those little sparks, One more signal, one more clue, The Metal Detective’s coming through. Yeah, the Metal Detective’s coming through… BEEP… DIG… FIND… SMILE… That’s the Metal Detective style! BEEP… DIG… FIND… SMILE… That’s the Metal Detective style! BEEP… DIG… FIND… SMILE… That’s the Metal Detective style!
