John Prine
Souvenirs (Live)
[Intro]
Steve Goodman, come on back out

[Verse 1]
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 bought
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

[Verse 2]
Broken hearts and dirty windows
They makе life difficult to see
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to mе
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
[Chorus]
Memories, they can't be bought
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