My grandpa planted an orchard
My father tended it
It grew so long, for years and years
And how long, I forget
And then I went away
To reap my fortune's gold
I heard my father say
As I was walking down the road
He said what you think you want
Ain't always what you think it is
And what you think you need
Is only what you can't resist
So go collect your stories
And in the end we'll have a list
Just remember what your love is what you are
And what you are is missed
I rambled all over Tennessee
And I rambled around the world
I lost my watch, I lost my mind
And I lost a blue-eyed girl
And then I woke up in
This dirty hotel bed
I heard my father's voice
Echo in my aching head
He said what you think you want
Ain't always what you think it is
And what you think you need
Is only what you can't resist
So go collect your stories
And in the end we'll have a list
Just remember what your love is what you are
And what you are is missed
So I took the dusty road to home
And I planted myself there
Sat down to learn the orchard names
And I learned the orchard care
And there beneath the trees
I buried my father dear
And when the wind blows through the leaves
I swear that I still hear
Still hear him singing
What you think you want
Ain't always what you think it is
And what you think you need
Is only what you can't resist
So go collect your stories
And in the end we'll have a list
Just remember what your love is what you are
And what you are is missed
What you think you want
Ain't always what you think it is
And what you think you need
Is only what you can't resist
So go collect your stories
And in the end we'll have a list
Just remember what your love is what you are
And what you are is missed