THE BACK ROADS OF MY MEMORY

THE BACK ROADS OF MY MEMORY

I wandered down the back roads

Of my memory,

And I wondered if you wondered,

Whatever became of me,

 

But why should I care?

You cheated on me,

You’re a lowdown dirty dog,

I’m much better off, you see,

 

You should never travel back,

To unhappy memories,

I turned and took a detour

Now, I’m as happy as can be.