| Song | Souvenirs |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | Souvenirs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:John Prine/Steve Goodman Music:John Prine/Steve Goodman | |
| All the snow has turned to water | |
| Christmas days have come and gone | |
| Broken toys and faded colors | |
| Are all that's left to linger on | |
| I hate graveyards and old pawn shops | |
| For they always bring me tears | |
| I can't forgive the way they rob me | |
| Of my childhood souvenirs | |
| Chorus: | |
| Memories they can't be boughten | |
| They can't be won at carnivals for free | |
| Well it took me years | |
| To get those souvenirs | |
| And I don't know how they slipped away from me | |
| Broken hearts and dirty windows | |
| Make life difficult to see | |
| That's why last night and this mornin' | |
| Always look the same to me | |
| I hate reading old love letters | |
| For they always bring me tears | |
| I can't forgive the way they rob me | |
| Of my sweetheart's souvenirs | |
| (Repeat chorus) |
| Lyrics: John Prine Steve Goodman Music: John Prine Steve Goodman | |
| All the snow has turned to water | |
| Christmas days have come and gone | |
| Broken toys and faded colors | |
| Are all that' s left to linger on | |
| I hate graveyards and old pawn shops | |
| For they always bring me tears | |
| I can' t forgive the way they rob me | |
| Of my childhood souvenirs | |
| Chorus: | |
| Memories they can' t be boughten | |
| They can' t be won at carnivals for free | |
| Well it took me years | |
| To get those souvenirs | |
| And I don' t know how they slipped away from me | |
| Broken hearts and dirty windows | |
| Make life difficult to see | |
| That' s why last night and this mornin' | |
| Always look the same to me | |
| I hate reading old love letters | |
| For they always bring me tears | |
| I can' t forgive the way they rob me | |
| Of my sweetheart' s souvenirs | |
| Repeat chorus |
| Lyrics: John Prine Steve Goodman Music: John Prine Steve Goodman | |
| All the snow has turned to water | |
| Christmas days have come and gone | |
| Broken toys and faded colors | |
| Are all that' s left to linger on | |
| I hate graveyards and old pawn shops | |
| For they always bring me tears | |
| I can' t forgive the way they rob me | |
| Of my childhood souvenirs | |
| Chorus: | |
| Memories they can' t be boughten | |
| They can' t be won at carnivals for free | |
| Well it took me years | |
| To get those souvenirs | |
| And I don' t know how they slipped away from me | |
| Broken hearts and dirty windows | |
| Make life difficult to see | |
| That' s why last night and this mornin' | |
| Always look the same to me | |
| I hate reading old love letters | |
| For they always bring me tears | |
| I can' t forgive the way they rob me | |
| Of my sweetheart' s souvenirs | |
| Repeat chorus |