There's an
old ramshackle shack
Where in dreams I wandered back
Ž
And we listened to those southern melodies
Ž
Was a place where I was born
Ž
On a bright October morning
Ž
And it's nestled at the end
of my river of memory
Ž
Ž
Did you ever go sailin' down
the river of memory Ž
To a little old cabin
That's nestled among the
sticky more trees
Where the sunshine is cheery
And nothing in the world goes weary
That's my cabin
At the end of my river of memory
There's a mother old and gray
At the end of Memories Way
And I'll meet her there tonight
Among the trees
And with her welcome she
So sweetly beckons me
To my cabin at the end
of my river of memory
Did you ever go sailing down
the river of memory
To a little log cabin
that's nestled among the
sy camore trees
Where the sunshine is cheery
and nothing in the world goes weary
That's my cabin at the end
of my river of memory
When twilight shadows fall,
many childhood voices call,
Calling back to the good old days
that used to be
And in answer to their prayers
I'll soon be sailing down
To my cabin at the end
of my river of memory
Did you ever go sailing
down the river of memory
Do a little log cabin
That's nestled among the
sycamore trees
Where the sunshine is cheery
And nothing in the world goes weary
That's my cabin at the end of
My river of memory
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