Memories in Gold (Frankie Laine)
Those melodies that we two crossed years . . .
Have underscored our laughter and our tears
With every phrase we see the . . . past unfold . . .
Like memories in gold.
Some tunes remind us of our childhood days . . .
Sunday afternoons and . . . songs of praise . . .
Reflecting happy times in . . . joys untold . . .
These memories in gold.
From those early nursery rhymes . . .
Through our adolescent times . . .
We find more varied as we went along . . .
And how could we go wrong . . .
And how could we go wrong . . .
With a special song . . .
That would always . . . see us through?
Our lives without them might be . . . cold and bleak . . . Our favorite song is more than words can speak . . .
They helped me win your love to heaven hold . . .
Sweet memories in gold.
When the band played rock and roll . . .
And the people called it soul . . .
Our favorite songs were like a tapestry . . .
Edged in melody . . .
They would always be . . . part of you and . . part of me.
There's little more to add when . . . songs are sung . . .
The words and music help . . . keep us young . . .
And so we're not afraid of . . . growing old . . .
With memories . . . let's hear them, please . . .
Sweet memories in gold.