(Carlene Carter)
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Old photgraphs always make me laugh
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Ponytails and golden locks
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Dirty old boys from down the block
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Always knew someday we'd have to go
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Our separate ways
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And you'll find someone to be
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And I'd just go on being me
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Chorus
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Always searching, always finding
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We love too easily
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We end up some man's family
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Always believing the unbelievable
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Forever leaving for another man's love
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Old photographs always make me laugh
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Racin' on our bicycles, sun meltin' popsicles
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Jumpin' on trampolines,children have the neatest things
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And July Fourth was never hot
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The sun was just a great clock
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Repeat Chorus
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Old photographs always make me laugh
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What happened to the dreams
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What we thought were the simple things
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It's been a long time now
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And still it's funny how
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Old photographs sometimes make me cry
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Old photographs sometimes make me cry
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Old Photographs
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| Carlene Carter |
