remember me

 

A brighter face may take my place when we're apart dear
Another love with a heart more bold and free
But in the end fair weather friends may break your heart dear
If they do, sweetheart remember me

Remember me when the candle lights're gleaming

Remember me at the close of a long, long day
And it would be so sweet when all alone I'm dreaming
Just to know you still remember me
Just to know you still remember me

    Willy Nelson

Tell me on a sunday

 

Don't run off in the pouring rain

Don't call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday, please

       -Tell Me on a Sunday  Betty Buckley.

closer to the bone

 Heading for the highway Rolling like a river

Soaring like an eagle Skippin' like a stone
Comin' from the heartbeat Nothin' but the truth now
Everything is sweeter CLOSER TO THE BONE-

    Kris Kristofferson

the old woman in me

 The old woman in me, she don't wanna go back in time

Thinks her '50s might have been her prime, says don't give up on that man of mine
She's good at listening, says kiss 'em every time a kid walks in
Remember what your heart is for and you won't have to ask for more

She's a no-regret-er, yeah, a good forgiver, yeah
And where she's worn around the edges, go on and let her be
She's peace in a housedress, I'm a work in progress
I hope someday I get to be the old woman in me

-Lori McKenna

souvenirs

 

Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me
And I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they robbed me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs

Souvenirs- John Prine

Death Don’t Have No Mercy”.

"Well, Death will go in any family in this land
Well, Death will go in every family in this land
Well, he'll come to your house and he won't stay long
Well, you'll look in the bed and one of your family will be gone
Death will go in any family in this land"

 Death Don’t Have No Mercy”. Reverend Gary David

dirty trick

 And at the dinner table

It's my parents and me
I sneak looks at the two of them
To see what they need from me

And later she calls me over
Where she sits alone
She's polishing a silver ring
I've never seen before

She says this was Molly's
It was her mother's ring
I'm keeping it for you
As she kept it for me

Oh, it's time to go
Oh, it's time to go
It's a dirty trick this growing old

Song for Molly- Lucy Kaplansky