I’ve got My Memories – © 1973 (song)

This is a song about a guy who left his girl behind to be a star. He gets neither dream.

I wrote this in North Carolina while I was in the Marine Corps. Wrote this using the inspiration provided by a Marine named “Rusty”.

Rusty was a real “shit kicker”. A cowboy in fatigues. His idea of fun used to be “Hippy Stomping”. They would find a hippie hitchhiking, pick him up, and then beat the crap out of him. Good fun. Me, I was that hippie before I joined up. Well, not the one of the ones they stomped.

Somehow, brought together by the USMC, a Hippie and a Cowboy sat down one day to construct a song. This here is a Country song folks! I’d put it in the Honky Tonk Category.

I’ve got My Memories – © 1973 (song)

I’m playing my guitar in this smoke filled little bar
Trying to make my mark upon the world.
I’ve met a lot of folks and I’ve traveled pretty far
But I left behind that all important girl.

Her hair was falling gold down around her shoulders bare.
Her eyes were once so blue, now flowing red.
Her lips were saying words ‘bout how she’d always be there
But I can’t go home until I’m big or dead.

I’ve got my memories of yesterday
And rose colored dreams for tomorrow
But they won’t help me get through today.

I wanted money more than what loving had in store.
My name in lights had it’s appeals for me.
I started out for Nashville to get that ‘something more’
But my love was not with me in Tennessee.

So I’ll drink another beer, wipe away another tear
And sing a sad slow song to pass the time.
I probably will make it if I try just one more year
Then I can go home and make that woman mine.

I’ve got my memories of yesterday.
And rose colored dreams for tomorrow.
But they won’t help me get through today.
No, they won’t help me get through today.

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