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Memories







       My photo albums old



       and worn



       And I turn the page



       And I look into those dreams



       of yesterday



       Yes I look into those dreams



        so dead



       Oh, my photo albums old



       and worn



       And nearly dead



       Just like my dreams of yesterday



       It stores outside my head









       Yes my photo albums old



        and worn



        And her pages krinkly yellowed



        Like my dreams its held



        these many years



        Those dreams that have



        now mellowed