LYRICS

My old scrapbook is hidden away
I kept in memory of you
This old scrapbook is just a bouquet
Of things that we used to do

Memories haunt me each night in my dreams
It seems I can still see you there
Your loving arms held out to me
And smiling so sweet and so fair

Don’t you remember the hours we spent
Swinging on the old swinging bridge
From June to December together we went
Swinging on the old swinging bridge

We built a dream across the old mill stream
And though the years have gone by
I’ll still keep remembering here in my heart
And wonder if you wonder why

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