Lyrics Those Kind of Memories - Waylon Jennings

Front porch swings
Crickets singing in the night
Silver rings
On the water in the moonlight
When all of us children were at home
We take turns sleeping on the floor
It′s hard to find
Those kind of memories anymore

Ice cream man
Pushed his wagon in the hot sun
With just a nickel
I'd run to catch him when I had one
I′d hear my momma call me home
I can almost see her through that old screen door
It's hard to find
Those kind of memories anymore

Maybe we're not trying
In this day and time
It′s hard to find
Those kind of memories anymore

Saturdays
A picture show when it was raining
See John Wayne
Win a prize if you put your name in
Squirming in the pew on Sunday morning
Daddy′s hand was firm but it was warm
It's hard to find
Those kind of memories anymore

It′s so hard, hard to find
Those kind of memories anymore