Souvenirs — текст песни (Tom T. Hall)

Take these arms of mine, throw them away

Theyre just souvenirs of some other day

Take these lips of mine, theyre useless to me

Theyre just souvenirs of things that used to be



(chorus)

Theyre just souvenirs and who needs em now

Theyre just bits and pieces of my yesterday, anyhow

Take this old heart of mine, its been beating too long

Its just a souvenir of something that went wrong



Take my yesterdays, the minutes, the hours

Theyre just souvenirs, theyll fade like the flowers

Take these eyes before I see her again

Theyre just souvenirs of things that might have been



(chorus)



Ol ts just a souvenir of something that went wrong