how come it's never hurt this deep?
Oh, she said, You're the boy ain't
you gonna meet me at the rodeo
I put flowers near my hair
And I wear it down my back for you
So I swam far in Russian rivers
Yeah, I kept them flowers aloft
Until the bitter rain come through
And it's kind of sad but glad
And every day they're more like cheese
See, I do not want a memory
Wasn't such a long ways back,
See, I do not need a memory
Oh, we had forty -eight children
They all grew up to be her
She'd earn a thousand dollars then
And she told those Romeo's boys
It's alright, I got my own sure love
Yeah, she kept spinnin' her above
until the bitter rain comes
When it came down, everyone knew
Memories, nostalgia is the worst disease
And it's slowly takin' over me
Wasn't such a long ways back, I know
Memories, will someone come
See, I do not want a memory,
How come they never taste like wine?
But I gotta drink them all the time