(Nanci Griffith)



Well, it's that old time story of a new face to glory,

Someone wanted my soul for their pride

What about the system of fools arranged for missing,

Well, I can't lie, they all pass with time.



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Why do my people come and go?

I keep on leaving them behind, and Lord I miss them so

I've watched my heroes change from silver into gold

As the time goes, only memories grow.



It's your smile that I remember, the dreams of the young and tender

Coming real, but now it seems

That highways are for foolish travelers, always bonded, always shackled

By the prayer that they're remembered in our dreams.



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I am just a barroom child, tried so damn hard to learn the style

Of your drunken tears, the way they smile

I guess I'll never learn the rules, I still play the simple fool

Who loves without the chains of lies.



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As the time goes, only memories grow.