dave van ronk
thanks for the memory
Thanks for the memory Of things I can't forget, journeys on a jet Our wond'rous week in Martinique and Vegas and roulette How lucky I was  And thanks for the memory Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea How cozy it was  Now since our breakup I wake up Alone on a gray morning-after I long for the sound of your laughter And then I see the laugh's on me  But, thanks for the memory Of every touch a thrill, I've been through the mill I've lived a lot and learned a lot, you loved me not and still I miss you so much  Thanks for the memory Of how we used to jog even in a fog That barbecue in Malibu, away from all the smog How rainy it was  Thanks for the memory Of letters I destroyed, books that we enjoyed Tonight the way things look, I need a book by Sigmund Freud How brainy he was  Gone are those evenings on Broadway Together we'd go to a great show But now I begin with the Late Show And wish that you were watching, too  I know it's a fallacy That grown men never cry, baby, that's a lie We had our bed of roses, but forgot that roses die And thank you so much