Souvineers
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From: Daniel L. Lovall
Subject: /Prine.John/Souvineers.crd
To: [emailprotected]
Date: Sun, 18 Jul 93 19:04:33 EST
Cc: [emailprotected] (Daniel L. Lovall)
X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11]
Artist: John Prine
Title: Souvenirs
All the snow has turned to water
Christmas day has come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old pawnshops
For they always bring me tears
Can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhoood souvenirs
(Chorus:)
Memories, they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
It took me years, to get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from me
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me
I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
Can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart souvenirs
(repeat chorus)
> Kevin
> [emailprotected]