Song Length |
3:25 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Lyrics
YOUR MEMORY
AIN?T WHAT IT USE TO BE
VERSE
BUSTING BALLS HANGING WITH MY GIRLFRIENDS
ABOUT TO SHOOT THE EIGHT WHEN HE WALKED IN
KISSED MY CHEEK THEN HAD THE NERVE TO PINCH MY BEHIND
I SAID HANDS OFF YOU ALREADY KISSED THAT GOODBYE?
CHORUS
HE SAID REMEMBER THAT FLIGHT WE TOOK TO RENO
THE MILE HIGH CLUB THE WHIRLPOOL AT THE CASINO
THAT LONG WEEKEND IN MEXICO, WE NEVER LEFT THE ROOM
I SAID SURE SOUNDS ROMANTIC, LOVING AND SWEET
ONLY PROBLEM IS THAT WASN?T ME
YOUR MEMORY AIN?T WHAT IT USE TO BE?
VERSE
HE FLOPPED DOWN ON A WOBBLY BAR STOOL
RED FACED SURE HE FELT LIKE A DANG FOOL
BUT HE FOUND COURAGE IN A GLASS TO TAKE ANOTHER SHOT
I BACKED HIM DOWN SAID THERE?S SOME THINGS YOU FORGOT?
CHORUS
THINGS LIKE I?M THE ONE THAT ALWAYS TRIED TO PLEASE YOU
BLAMED MYSELF FOR THE BAD THINGS YOU?D DO
THE ONE WHO LAYED IN BED AT NIGHT, CRYING MYSELF TO SLEEP
PRAYING YOU?D COME HOME, WELL THAT WAS ME
BUT NOW A DAYS I?M FEELING FREE
YOUR MEMORY AIN?T WHAT IT USE TO BE?
BRIDGED
YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE AND BLEW IT, AIN?T NO COMIN? BACK
YOU WENT AND LOST THE BEST THING THAT YOU EVER HAD?
CHORUS
CAUSE I?M THE ONE THAT ALWAYS TRIED TO PLEASE YOU
BLAMED MYSELF FOR THE BAD THINGS YOU?D DO
THE ONE WHO LAYED IN BED AT NIGHT, CRYING MYSELF TO SLEEP
PRAYING YOU?D COME HOME, WELL THAT WAS ME
BUT NOW A DAYS I?M FEELING FREE
YOUR MEMORY AIN?T WHAT IT USE TO BE?
TAG
BUT NOW A DAYS I?M FEELING FREE
YOUR MEMORY AIN?T WHAT IT USE TO BE?
WRITTEN BY: RON STEVENS
JERRY BLACKBURN
DAVID MOORE