Souvenirs

John Prine

Tom: G
Intro: D   G   A7   D (2x)



                           G      A7 
All the snow has turned to water, 
                             D 
Christmas days have come and gone. 
                G             A7                            D 
Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on. 
                          G           A7 
I hate graveyards and old pawn shops, 
                         D 
For they always bring me tears. 
                             G               A7             D 
I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirs. 



 
Chorus: A7 D Memories, they can't be boughten. A7 D They can't be won at carnivals for free. A7 D Well it took me years to get those souvenirs, G A7 And i don't know how they slipped away from me.
G A7 Broken hearts and dirty windows D Make life difficult to see. G A7 That's why last night and this morning D Always look the same to me. G A7 And I hate reading old love letters D For they always bring me tears. G A7 I can't forget the way they robbed me, D Of my sweetheart's souvenirs. A7 D Memories, they can't be boughten. A7 D They can't be won at carnivals for free. A7 D Well it took me years to get those souvenirs, G A7 And i don't know how they slipped away from me.

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