I forget what happens on the Fourth of July

Or when the rent is due

Dates and deadlines just float by

But I always remember you



What Colombus set out to discover

Isabelle already knew

There'll be horizons and skylines and other lovers

But I always remember you



If I could rearrange history

And give it to you as a gift

There would be one more movement

In Beethoven's fifth



Why, oh why, in a land of plenty

Some just have to make due

At the end of a breadline with just a penny

I'll always remember you