I'll remember you when I've forgotten all the rest. You to me were true; you to me were the best. When there is no more, you cut to the core Quicker than anyone I knew. When I'm all alone in the great unknown I'll remember you.
I'll remember you at the end of the trail.
Didn't I, didn't I try to love you?
I'll remember you when the wind blows through the piney wood. Copyright 1985 by Special Rider Music (ASCAP) From "Empire Burlesque" Buy the album.
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