I was sittin' at a table, at a little club downtown
playin' songs on the jukebox, and pouring whisky down.
When I hear a sweet voice saying would you like some company (and I had
to tell her (spoken)
This is just between an old memory and me.
Verse II
All my friends tell me I'm a fool for holdin' on.
I know they're trying to help me, but I've been a fool too long.
I don't want to talk about it so why can't they just let me be
(Can't they see (spoken))
This is just between an old memory and me
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I'm not hurting anybody
As far as I can see
I just need to be alone sometimes
While she goes walking through my mind
I don't want to talk about it
Why can't everybody see
This is just between and old memory and me
This is just between and old memory and me