I was sittin' at a table, in a little club downtown.
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Playin' songs on the juke box and pourin' whiskey down.
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When I heard a sweet voice sayin' "would you like some company?".
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And I had to tell her, "This is just between an old memory and me".
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All my friends tell me that I'm a fool for holding on.
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And I know they're tryin' to help me, but I've been a fool too long.
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And I don't want to talk about it, so why can't they just let me be?
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This is just between and old memory and me.
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I'm not hurtin' anybody as far as I can see,
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I just need to be alone sometimes,
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while she goes walkin' through my mind. :Repeat 1x:
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I don't want to talk about it, so why can't everybody see,
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This is just between an old memory and me?
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This is just between, her memory and me.
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Just Between An Old Memory And Me
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| Keith Whitley |
