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.