Memories in Gold

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.