Callin' All Memories
Album: Ain't Life Good
By: Mark Adam Miller
By: Mark Adam Miller
Duration
4:03
Genres
Description
Calling all memories Of a love that used to be With a bottle of Jack and a Louisiana breeze Diggin it up, siftin through Hurts so bad but feels good too She ain’t comin back but at least a man can dream Calling all memories
Lyrics
Calling All Memories © Mark Adam Miller/Brian Dean Maher Cajun queen dark tan skin Hazel eyes that would suck you in Like a sinkhole in the middle of the marsh Long black hair free and wild Turned this man into a child I fell that fall with the leaves and all of my heart She loved to watch the pelicans fly Over the Atchafalay a Basin So I’m out on this bridge tonight Slowly recreatin Calling all memories Of our love that used to be With a bottle of Jack and a Louisiana breeze Diggin it up and siftin through Hurts so bad but feels good too She ain’t comin back but at least a man can dream Calling all memories Three long years have slipped away The pain still cuts like yesterday You’d think by now she wouldn’t own my soul Lord I know the past is the past Dust to dust, ash to ash I don’t wanna hold on but I just can’t let her go Think I’ll stay here till the morning Watch the fogbank roll on in Raise a toast to my baby’s ghost And start all over again CHORUS
