(aaron tippin/buddy brock)



It was a quarter till three on the day that we met

Exactly nine o' five on the night that she left

Well i tried my best but i still can't forget

How good she used to be

And it's just too bad i've got a good memory

Good memories are hard to leave behind

I've got a bushel basket of 'em running through my mind

I still love her but she don't love me

And it's just too bad i've got a good memory

Lord, it's just too bad i've got a good memory



She had a front page smile and a watch-me walk

Left a love light burning that i can't turn off

Her first impression left a lasting thought

That keeps coming back to me

And it's just too bad i've got a good memory



Good memories are hard to leave behind

I've got a bushel basket of 'em running through my mind

I still love her but she don't love me

And it's just too bad i've got a good memory

Lord, it's just too bad i've got a good memory



And it's just too bad i've got a good memory

Lord, it's just too bad i've got a good memory




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