Another memory

Music & Lyrics: CHuck Knott

I never could write a song for her, and I always wondered why

Stumped on scribblin’ lovely rhymes, and that full moon in her eye

Leaves me starin’ at an ink pen, distracted by a smile

“C’mon we got more mem’ries to make,” ain’t got memoirs, we got miles

A dittie ‘bout a honky tonk & whiskey jars, we could write ‘em all night long

Rather take that time doin’ the things that we do than have another country song

Instead of stretchin’ for a song to sing, that page lay folded in my pocket, blank

Maybe make it to Dakota, bump the radio and “cola, and her love fillin’ up the tank

Take time to write that old love song, 

then you blink your eyes and your lover’s gone

I’d sing the words, but they’d come out wrong, 

her tune bouncin’ ‘round my head all along

Like a boot print stomped in the dirt, 

she’s heard the songs of all the ways that I’ve been hurt

So I’d rather kick off these boots and see, 

a new way to swim towards another memory

Found I didn’t need to write no love song,

but find a lover that’ll make me sing.

And we’re belting out every chorus this life’ll bring…

Take time to write that old love song, 

then you blink your eyes and your lover’s gone

I’d sing the words, but they’d come out wrong, 

her tune bouncin’ ‘round my head all along

Like a boot print stomped in the dirt, 

she’s heard the songs of all the ways that I’ve been hurt

So I’d rather kick off these boots and see, 

a new way to swim towards another memory

So there I was on that old back porch, thinkin’ I had writer’s block

Sun soaked with the style of her smile, while acoustics start to rock

Get rich quick ditties on the radio, a steady risin’ of our stock

That I’ll never cash in, so long as you make my knees knock

Take time to write that old love song, 

then you blink your eyes and your lover’s gone

I’d sing the words, but they’d come out wrong, 

her tune bouncin’ ‘round my head all along

Like a boot print stomped in the dirt, 

she’s heard the songs of all the ways that I’ve been hurt

So I’d rather kick off these boots and see, 

a new way to swim towards another memory

So I didn’t need to write no love song,

I found a lover that makes me sing

Now we’re belting out every chorus this life’ll bring...