Story Behind The Song
My brother and I grew up in a unique environment. At 48 and 50, we took a look back through some old photographs.
Song Description
A person tries to give away boxes and binders full of old memories because he doesn't want them anymore.
Song Length |
4:36 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional, Country - Traditional |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Subject |
History, Past |
Similar Artists |
Sheryl Crow, Norah Jones |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
v.1
Flat faces, confined in dark places
No light left in their eyes
That spark was frozen long ago
Committed to paper
in days gone by
v.2
From old guitars and fondue pots
To the Carrizozo camping lot
Old motels and dusty rest stops
I've been tilting at windmills
Like it or not
Chorus
I've got boxes and binders
Full of these things
Of old friends, good times,
And diamond rings,
of old cars and bonfires late in the night...
My mind and these pictures don't match up right
v.3
I have to get to the point, but you see
It's like this bad road throughout my years
With yelling and screaming
Snide remarks about dreaming
And spilled milk, salted heavily with tears
v.4
And I've been told I didn't see what happened
And what happened that I didn't see
I don't know what is real anymore
Or who I was born to be
Chorus
I've got boxes and binders
Full of these things
Of old friends, good times,
And diamond rings,
of old cars and bonfires late in the night...
My mind and these pictures don't match up right
v.5
So I sit here selling my memories
in the sun, snow and Rain
I hope they bring better smiles to you
But to me
they only bring pain
I'm selling them all at a bargain
penny memories - a nickle for ten
it's all I got but just take the whole lot
I never want to see them again........
Chorus
I've got boxes and binders
Full of these things
Of old friends, good times,
And diamond rings,
of old cars and bonfires late in the night...
My mind and these pictures don't match up righ
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