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Sep 2014
The pretty one smiled
So we danced for awhile
But her eyes were a tough wall to pass
Then I danced with another
Who was somebody's mother
And I ran away pretty fast

When I found a young babe
They were good lines I gave
And I thought my ship came in at last
But she teased and confused me
And finally refused me
When a guy in the band made a pass

SO I TOOK AN OLD MEMORY TO HEAVEN
SOME NIGHTS THAT'S THE HAND YOU ARE GIVEN
SHE FORGAVE MY LATE CALL
AND WE HAD US A BALL
WHEN I TOOK AN OLD MEMORY TO HEAVEN

My pride got knocked out
But there wasn't a doubt
My fantasy seemed mighty real
When I crossed that old bridge
It was something to dig...
I fell again head over heals

CHORUS

bridge:  My father once said like a very wise man
               You can survive it if you take what's at hand

CHORUS
Louis Brown
Written by
Louis Brown  Bremen, GA
(Bremen, GA)   
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