Souvenirs

Song Souvenirs
Artist John Prine
Album John Prine Live

Lyrics

Lyrics:John Prine/Steve Goodman Music:John Prine/Steve Goodman
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
Chorus:
Memories they can't be boughten
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
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to me
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
(Repeat chorus)

Pinyin

Lyrics: John Prine Steve Goodman Music: John Prine Steve Goodman
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
Chorus:
Memories they can' t be boughten
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
Make life difficult to see
That' s why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to me
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
Repeat chorus