I remember summer afternoons with you
And back-porch evenings too
We'd sit around and laugh among ourselves
And a light breeze
Came to touch us every now and then

Now I'm left to hold
The memories of the times we spent

Flaxen memories are just like gold,
For even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go

Peruse a magazine and stay awhile,
Those back-porch meetings, they bring a smile
Watchin' the children and the cars go by,
Someday again, I hope we'll meet,
Some day in the sky I know we'll meet,
And rustle up for us another
Another back-porch seat

Flaxen memories are just like gold,
For even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go
Flaxen memories, they're just like gold,
Even if you wanted to, you couldn't let go

Let go
No matter how hard you try,
You just can't let go

Oh, I remember summer afternoons with you,
And back-porch evenings too
Back in the day when we didn't have a thing to do