Conway Twitty
Jenny's Souvenirs
Exchanging, yes, I do'sForever's coming trueTwo needing hearts uniteCaptured in black and whiteGathered on yellowed wallsSixty years says it allThe loving, the laughter, still after yearsAre kept alive in Jenny's souvenirsTickets from picture showsDried roses, Christmas bowsKeepsakes from country fairsStocked up her vintage wearsShe'd never throw them outThings they could live withoutHe'd kid her and tell her, "You're silly, dear"And he would laugh at Jenny's souvenirsShines on his shaking handThat ageless wedding bandReminds him and finds him without her nearAnd now he lives on Jenny's souvenirsHe gets by on Jenny's souvenirs
From Letras Mania