Bag Full Of Rocks

It was mid November and the timing was right To take a week long trip to the Isle of Wight Where a sign on the road said invitingly, "follow me To a museum that focuses on palaeontology" And there, there was a man who was eager to teach He said "you can pick up fossils if you go to this beach And the best time to go there is before 2 o'clock If you do that then you'll get yourself a bag full of rocks" I've got a bag full of rocks (He's got a bag full of rocks) I've got a bag full of rocks (He's got a bag full of rocks) I've got a bag and it's full of rocks (Oh yes he does) So I made it to the beach and there were fossils galore A veritable trove of treasures littered the shore I found some pottery, Roman potentially Are these bones from an iguanadon? I'll find out eventually With my bag bursting and the tide on the rise I went back to the shoreline to take one final prize Then a big wave rolled in and drenched my socks But it's ok 'cause I protected my bag full of rocks I've got a bag full of rocks (He's got a bag full of rocks) I've got a bag full of rocks (He's got a bag full of rocks) I've got a bag and it's full of rocks (Oh yes he does) On the long walk back, I was caught in a shower Since the buses out here only come once every hour My very heavy bag slowed down my stride But I pushed on when I thought about the riches inside At long last I made it to the museum And I said "I've found some fossils, maybe you'd like to see them" I put them on the table and imagine my shock When he said "these aren't fossils, it's a bag full of rocks" I've got a bag full of rocks (He's got a bag full of rocks) I've got a bag full of rocks (He's got a bag full of rocks) I've got a bag and it's full of rocks (Oh yes he does) I've got a bag and it's full of rocks I've got a bag And it's fu-u-u-ull Of rocks