Wherever i go to my past goes with me
It will never leave me the what used to be
It has followed me south from old fields far away
And will be with me till my last night and day
Life's good and not so good memories with me remain
And they often return to visit me again
The great gift of memory is an amazing thing
Since mental images of what used to be to us it does bring
Wherever i go to my past with me comes along
Old memories can be awakened in an old favorite song
The old clock of time it has become my foe
But i retain mental pictures of the long ago
And though nothing in life ever does seem to last
Our memory is always our link to the past.
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