SOME ONE HAS TO CARRY THE MEMORIES

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13:02

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New Folk

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“SOME ONE HAS TO CARRY THE MEMORIES” /////////////////// BY: WILLIE NORTON /42012 ……… <INSTRAMENTAL INTRO> FADEING GRASS FALLIN LEAVES……..SOME ONE ………..HAS TO CARY THE MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES SOME ONE HAS TO CARRY THE MEMORIES THOSE WHO CAME LONG BEFORE YOU AND ME THOSE WHO SANG SONGS OF THEIR OWN MEMORIES CAN’T LET….LORD WE CAN’T LET IT FADE DON’T LET THOSE MEMORIES….GO TO THE GRAVE FADING GRASS FALLEN LEAVES SOME ONE HAS TO RE-MEMBER THE MEMORIES MEMORIES….MEMORIES CARRY MILK IN A BOTTLE… A BASKET FULL OF EGG’S GOT PAPER BAG’S….TO CARRY FRESH BREAD BUT MEMORES…… CATCH THEM BEFOR THERE GONE THERE ONLY CARRIED…….IN THE WRITINGS THE PAINTINGS AND THE SONGS MEMORIES…..MEMORIES HOW CAN YOU TOUCH……..GREAT GREAT GRANDADY GONE WELL YOU GET A LITTLE PART OF HIM… IF YOU KNOW…. HIS FAVORIT SONG AND OLD WRINGLE GRANMA…….YOU KNOW HOW SHE FEELS……BUT HOW CAN YOU UNDERSTAND HER YOUNGER DAYS…BACK WHEN SHE WAS PRETTY.. WITH A YOUNG GIRLS THRILLS GOT TO LISTEN…… BEFORE THEIR GONE….LISTEN TO THE MUSIC AND THE WORD’S…… OF THEIR FAVORIT SONGS MEMORIES MEMORIES’ MEMORIES’ MEMORIES’ (BREAK) FADING GRASS …. FALLEN LEAVES FROM THE TREE’S SOME ONES GOT TO PLAY AND SING…..THE MEMORIES IT’S NOT JUST A SONG IT’S A LIFE THAT WAS LIVED AND FOR SO MANY….. A SONG WAS ALL THAT THEY HAD TO GIVE MEMORIES……………. MEMORIES’ JUST AS YOU THINK YOU’VE HEARD YOUR LAST SONG HERE COMES ANOTHER POET ANOTHER SINGER……WALKING…. UP TO YOUR DOOR….. WITH MEMORIES …..OF HIS OWN SOMETIMES HE’S MAKING MEMORIES PLAYING BRAND NEW SONGS THERE SONGS OF A PEOPLE……………EVEN THOUGH NOW….. THEIR EYES DO SHINE ONE DAY THE’LL BE OLDER……….AND THER EYE’S WILL START TO DIM…JUST LIKE MINE AND WINDS OF CHANGES….. LORD-SOMETIMES THEY BLOW COLD….AND ALL THOSE YOUNG SMILES….THEY WILL HAVE GROWN OLD THEN LIKE FADING GRASS…… AND LEAVES FROM FALLEN TREE’S THE ONLY THING THEY HAVE LEFT.. …..TO GIVE YOU ARE THEIR MEMMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES’ MEMORIES’ IT MAY BE A PIANO……MAY BE A VIOLIN…….MAY BE A FLUTE PLAYING…. ACROSS AN EMPTY CANYON WIND MIGHT BE A SONG… THE RADIO IN YOUR CAR…BUT…MORE THEN LIKELY IT’S A YOUNG MAN PLAYING GUITAR….MEMORIES MEMMORIES (BREAK) IT MAY BE……A HIPPITY HOP RIDE…….MAY BE SOMBODY RAPPIN 2/4 TIME (2) MIGHT BE MAHALIA JACKSON VOICE SO FINE MIGHT BE STEVIE WONDER I DON’T KNOW HOW HE CAN SEE WHEN PEOPLE SAY THAT HE’S BLIND MEMORIES’ OH MEMORIES’ THEY MARK THE TIME! MARK THE ROAD! THEY MARK THE JOURNY… OF OUR SPIRITS…. AND OF OUR SOULS WHETHER YOU’RE LIVING HIGH OR LIVING LOW……THERE’S MEMMORIES…EVERY WHERE YOU GO NOW YOU DON’T HAVE TO HANG ON HANG ON TO UM TIGHT YOU DON’T HAVE TO JUDGE WHICH ONE’S ARE WRONG OR RIGHT….DON’T HAVE TO PUSH UM AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO SHOVE JUST LISTEN THE MEMMORIES AND LISTEN WITH LOVE GRASS FADDED ………. FALLEN LEAVES SOME BODY HAS TO CARRY… THE MEMORIES CARRY THE MEMORIES THERE EASY TO CARRY…..IN A SONG………JUST AS YOU THINK ALL THE MUSIC…. THAT CAN BE PLAYED IS GONE….HERE COMES ANOTHER BRIGHT EYE’S…ANOTHER STORY TO TELL LISTEN, LISTEN.. TO THE WORDS THAT KEEP US FROM HELL MIGHT SETTLE IN OUR MINDS ITMIGHT… MAKE US CLAP OUR HANDS STAMP OUR FEET BUT YOU GOT TO REMMEBER EVEN THOUGH IT’S BRAND NEW..ONE DAY IT’LL BE LIKE THE FADING GRASS…AND THE LEAVES FROM THE TREE’S….BUT THERE’S ALWAYS’S SOMEBODY LEFT…TO CARRY THE MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES MEMORIES INSTRAMENTAL TAIL OUT…….AND FADE