Album: Short Stories

Silver Medals And Sweet Memories

Just a picture on a table, just some letters Mama saved
and a costume brooch from England on the back it has engraved
"To Eileen, I love you, London, 1943"
And she never heard from him again, and he never heard of me

CHORUS:
and the war still ain't over for Mama
Every night in her dreams she still sees
The young face of someone who left her
Silver medals and sweet memories

Verse 2:
In Mama's bedroom closet, to this day on her top shelf
There's a flag folded 3-cornered, layin' all by itself
The sergeant would surely be honored to know how pretty she still is
and that after all these lonely years, his Eileen's still his

CHORUS:
and the war still ain't over for Mama
Every night in her dreams she still sees
The young face of someone who left her
Silver medals and sweet memories
Silver medals and sweet memories