"Souvenirs" as written by and Dustin Bentall....
All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old oawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirs

Memories, they can't be boughten
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

Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me
And I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forget the way they robbed me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs

Memories, they can't be boughten
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




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"Souvenirs" as written by John Prine

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    General CommentThe correct lyrics for Souvenirs, co written by John Prine and Steve Goodman are as follows:

    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 robbed me
    Of my childhood souvenirs.

    Memories, they can't be bought. (Hmm..)
    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.

    Broken hearts and dirty windows
    Make life difficult to see.
    That's why last night and this morning
    Always look the same to me.
    And I hate reading old love letters
    For they always bring me tears.
    I can't forget the way they robbed me,
    Of my sweetheart souvenirs.

    Memories they can't be bought. (Hmm...)
    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.

    This is really one of the loveliest songs ever written. The material things one runs across from
    time to time can be reminders of moments almost forgotten.
    Roryjon August 20, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthe most bitter-sweet song ever written
    mumfon October 17, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAgreed. I think Steve Goodman is playing the lead guitar parts on the studio version of this song.
    bigbluezukon August 29, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThese are not the correst lyrics for the song Souvenirs. This is an entirely different song.
    scottbon July 06, 2008   Link

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