Lyrics Silver Medals And Sweet Memories - The Statler Brothers
Just
a
picture
on
a
table
Just
some
letters
Mama
saved
And
a
costume
broach
from
England
On
the
back
it
has
engraved:
To
Eileen,
I
love
you
London,
nineteen
forty-three.
And
she
never
heard
from
him
again
And
he
never
heard
of
me
And
the
war
still
ain't
over
for
Mama
Every
night
in
her
dreams
she
still
sees
The
young
face
of
someone
who
left
her
Silver
medals
and
sweet
memories
In
Mama's
bedroom
closet
To
this
day
on
her
top
shelf
There's
a
flag
folded
three-cornered
Layin'
all
by
itself
And
the
sargeant
would
surely
be
honored
To
know
how
pretty
she
still
is
And
that
after
all
these
lonely
years
His
Eileen's
still
his
And
the
war
still
ain't
over
for
Mama...
Silver
medals
and
sweet
memories
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