All My Memories (are in the music)
By Lisa Dudley and Harry Moore


I remember my first day at the bus stop
How it hurt to say goodbye
Taking that first step, leaving mama’s side
I heard the radio playing, “Mama tried.”

All my memories are in the music
Every time I hear that song
Brings to mind all the heartache and the good times
I tap my feet, I sing along

I still remember how I cried for my true love
I nearly died when he walked away
Although I tried to keep him there was nothing left to say
And the radio played, “He stopped loving her today”

All my memories are in the music
Every time I hear that song
Brings to mind all the heartache and the good times
I tap my feet, I sing along

I can’t forget the strength in Daddy’s eyes
He’d say a hard day’s work is the only thing worth counting
You know we found him on his old John Deere still plowing
And the radio played, “Go Rest High On That Mountain”

All my memories are in the music
Every time I hear that song
Brings to mind all the heartache and the good times
I tap my feet, I sing along

All my memories are in the music
All my memories are in the music
Precious memories are in the music

 

All My Memories (are in the music)
©2008 Lisa Dudley and Harry Moore
Steinbrenner Music;

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