Lyrics Precious Memories (Live) - Aretha Franklin
Precious
memories,
how
they
linger
How
they
ever
flood
my
soul
In
the
stillness
of
the
midnight
Precious,
sacred
scenes
unfold.
Precious
father,
loving
mother
Fly
across
the
lonely
years
And
old
home
scenes
of
my
childhood
In
fond
memory
appear.
In
the
stillness
of
the
midnight
Echoes
from
the
past
I
hear
Old-time
singing,
gladness
bringing
From
that
lovely
land
somewhere.
As
I
travel
on
life's
pathway
Know
not
what
the
years
may
hold
As
I
ponder,
hope
grows
fonder
Precious
memories
flood
my
soul.
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