Every Memory
Album: None
By: Matt Taul
By: Matt Taul
Duration
4:21
Genres
Description
Every Memory is a song I wrote after my mother had passed away with cancer a few years back. It is written from the surviving spouses point of view (my father). I feel that it is the essence of what a country song should be. I have had non country music fans say that if this is what country music was, they would be a fan.
Lyrics
WELL HE TALKS ABOUT THE PAST, EVERY TIME HE GETS A CHANCE TALKS ABOUT THE WAY LIFE USED TO BE FOR THE COMMON MAN. THERE WERE FAMILY AND FRIENDS, WHO WERE WITH YOU TIL THE END. DEALS WERE MADE ON TRUST AND BUSINESS DONE BY SHAKING HANDS. THEN HE'D RAISE HIS GLASS AND MAKE A TOAST TO THE TIMES HE LEFT BEHIND. TO THE PICTURE OF HIS LATE WIFE AND EVERY MEMORY HE COULD FIND THEY JUST DON'T MAKE 'EM LIKE THAT ANYMORE MAN HE ALMOST WEPT, WHEN HE TALKED ABOUT THE DAY THEY MET. HE TOLD ME OF THE DRESS SHE WORE AND HOW HE NEVER WOULD FORGET. THEN A TEAR CAME TO HIS EYES, AND HE WORE A DISTANT SMILE GRIPPED THE PICTURE TIGHTLY AND WAS SILENT FOR A WHILE. AND WHEN THE SILENCE BROKE HE SPOKE AND TOLD ME OF A LOVE SO TRUE. EVERY DAY HE FOUND OUT SOMETHING ABOUT HER THAT MADE HIM FEEL BRAND NEW. THEY JUST DON'T MAKE 'EM LIKE HER ANYMORE. TAKE A LOOK AT THAT OLD FORD, THAT'S RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOOR. THE PAINT IS JUST A LITTLE WORN AND THERE'S A SMALL HOLE IN THE FLOOR. WELL IT USED TO SHINE REAL NICE, WE'D GO OUT FOR A DRIVE. SHE'D SIT BESIDE ME AND HOLD MY HAND AS WE DROVE OFF THROUGH THE NIGHT. THEN SHE'D REST HER HEAD UPON MY SHOULDER AND EVERYTHING WAS FINE, ROLL ON THROUGH THE BACK ROADS AND WE'D LEAVE THE WORLD BEHIND. THEY JUST DON'T MAKE 'EM LIKE THAT ANYMORE. THIS OLD MAN HE DON'T KNOW MUCH, IF I COULD TEACH YOU ANYTHING, IT'S HOW A MAN AND WIFE COULD LIVE THEIR LIFE WHEN THEY WEAR A WEDDING RING. TELL HER EVERYDAY HOW YOU'RE STILL FEELING THE SAME WAY, AS THE DAY YOU STOOD BEFORE GOD AND YOU ASKED HER TO TAKE YOUR NAME. BECAUSE ONE DAY SHE WON'T BE AROUND FOR ALL YOUR LOVE TO GIVE. LIKE THE OLD TIME SONG THAT SAYS TO GIVE ME FLOWERS WHILE I LIVE. THEY JUST DON'T WRITE 'EM LIKE THAT ANYMORE. THEY JUST DON'T WRITE 'EM LIKE THAT ANYMORE.
