John Landry When Will Your Memory Let Me Go
When will your memory let me go?
I rolled out of bed, washed my face and combed my hair,
I could swear I could see you right behind me in the
bathroom mirror.
And if I wound up in Timbuktu, how come I know that I'd
see you.
And if I had a lobotomy, the thought of you would still
be there.
When will your memory let me go, nippin' at my heels
everywhere I go.
I can't ever get lonely with your shadow always around
me.
Tell me when will your memory let me go,
I know how you hated that smoky old honky tonk bar.
Full of rowdy old boys and beers and loud guitars.
I thought it was a sacred place where I would never see
your face,
But every time I turn around there you are.
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Even a fifty-seven Chevy reminds me of you,
With the curves and chrome that shine the way you do.
But that car is history, just like you and me,
Up on blocks and it's drivin' days are through.
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