(Music by Edgar Leslie and lyrics by Horatio Nicholls)
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There's nothing left for me
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Of days that used to be
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They're just a memory
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Among my souvenirs
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Some letters sad and blue
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A photograph or two
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I see a rose from you
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Among my souvenirs
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A few more tokens rest
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Within my treasure chest
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And, though they do their best
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To give me consolation
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I count them all apart
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And, as the teardrops start
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I find a broken heart
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Among my souvenirs
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I count them all apart
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And, as the teardrops start
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I find a broken heart
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Among my souvenirs
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Among My Souvenirs
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| Connie Francis |
