Текст и слова песни Chris Edwards – Flaxen Memories
I remember summer afternoons with you
And back-porch evenings too.
We'd sit around and laugh among ourselves
And a light breeze
Came to touch us every now and then.
Now I'm left to hold
The memories of the times we spent.
Flaxen memories are just like gold,
For even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go.
Peruse a magazine and stay awhile,
Those back-porch meetings, they bring a smile.
Watchin' the children and the cars go by,
Someday again, I hope we'll meet,
Some day in the sky I know we'll meet,
And rustle up for us another
Another back-porch seat.
Flaxen memories are just like gold,
For even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go.
Flaxen memories, they're just like gold,
Even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go.
Let go
No matter how hard you try,
You just can't let go.
Oh, I remember summer afternoons with you,
And back-porch evenings too.
Back in the day when we didn't have a thing to do.
And back-porch evenings too.
We'd sit around and laugh among ourselves
And a light breeze
Came to touch us every now and then.
Now I'm left to hold
The memories of the times we spent.
Flaxen memories are just like gold,
For even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go.
Peruse a magazine and stay awhile,
Those back-porch meetings, they bring a smile.
Watchin' the children and the cars go by,
Someday again, I hope we'll meet,
Some day in the sky I know we'll meet,
And rustle up for us another
Another back-porch seat.
Flaxen memories are just like gold,
For even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go.
Flaxen memories, they're just like gold,
Even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go.
Let go
No matter how hard you try,
You just can't let go.
Oh, I remember summer afternoons with you,
And back-porch evenings too.
Back in the day when we didn't have a thing to do.
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