Marty Robbins

Marty Robbins - Amoung my souvenirs lyrics

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There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
There's just a memory
Among my souvenirs.

Some letters tied in blue
A photograph or two
I see a rose from you
Among my souvenirs.

A few more tokens rest
Within my treasure chest
And though they do their best
To give me consolation.

I count them all apart
And as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs.

I count them all apart
And as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs...
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Language: English

Appearing on: The Essential (2005)

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