That old sorta music is the kind
I will never, I'll never forget
Oh, that's a memory
Sweet old memory
I remember all the times
I could never be alone
But then I found music
Such good company
Oh, I sit and stare at the wall beating time
To that age old rhyme, then I'm alright
Papa says I'm much too old
To be afraid of being alone
Without music, but Papa is wrong
He is the lonely one
He's all alone now Mama's gone
Without music, without music
Oh, I sit and stare at the wall, I'm beating time
To that age old rhyme, then I'm alright
Papa says I'm much too old
To be afraid of being alone
My Papa is wrong
Yes, He's a lonely one
He's all alone now Mama's gone
Without music, without music
Oh, I sit and stare at the wall, I am beating time
To that age old rhyme, then I'm alright
That old sorta music is the kind
I will never, I will never forget
Oh, that's a memory
Sweet old memory

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