Paroles de Jenny's Souvenirs

Exchanging "yes, i do's" Forever's coming true Two needing hearts unite Captured in black and white. Gathered on yellowed walls Sixty years says it all The loving, the laughter, still after years Are kept alive in jenny's souveniors. Tickets from picture shows Dried roses, christmas bows Keepsakes from country fairs Stocked up her vintage wears. She'd never throw them out Things they could live without He'd kid her, and tell her, you're silly, dear And he would laugh at jenny's souveniors. Shines on his shaking hand That ageless wedding band Reminds him, and finds him, without her near And, now he lives on jenny's souveniors. He gets by on jenny's souveniors...