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Текст песни John Prine - Souvenirs

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All the snow has turned to waterChristmas days have come and goneBroken toys and faded colorsAre all thats left to linger onI hate graveyards and old pawn shopsFor they always bring me tearsI cant forgive the way they rob meOf my childhood souvenirsChorus:Memories they cant be boughtenThey cant be won at carnivals for freeWell it took me yearsTo get those souvenirsAnd I dont know how they slipped away from meBroken hearts and dirty windowsMake life difficult to seeThats why last night and this morninAlways look the same to meI hate reading old love lettersFor they always bring me tearsI cant forgive the way they rob meOf my sweethearts souvenirs(repeat chorus)

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