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Souvenirs (Live)
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John Prine
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Steve Goodman, come on back out All the snow has turned to water Christmas days have come and gone Broken toys and faded colors Are all that's left to linger on I hate graveyards and old pawn shops For they always bring me tears I can't forgive the way they rob me Of my childhood souvenirs Memories, they can't be bought They can't be won at carnivals for free Well, it took me years to get those souvenirs And I don't know how they slipped away from me Broken hearts and dirty windows They makе life difficult to see That's why last night and this morning Always look the same to mе I hate reading old love letters For they always bring me tears I can't forgive the way they rob me Of my sweetheart's souvenirs Memories, they can't be bought They can't be won at carnivals for free Well, it took me years to get those souvenirs And I don't know how they slipped away from me
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