SOUVENIRS
(John Prine)

John Prine (with Steve Goodman) - 1972



All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colours
Are all that's left to linger on

I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
Can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirs

Memories they can't be bought 'an
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

(Instrumental Break)

Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to me

I hate readin' old love letters
For they always bring me tears
Can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs

Memories they can't be bought 'an
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


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - May 2013)