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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.
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.
Written by John Prine
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