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Memory Lane (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

People ask me What you doin’ son
You’re gonna drive yourself insane
You’ll never find the sunshine
When you’re followin’ the rain
Seems like I’d take a new road
After all these years
But I wind up on the same old trail of tears

I’m still walkin’ down Memory Lane
‘Cuz I know I’ll be runnin’ into you
Reminiscin’ through the pain
Recallin’ things that we used to do
I’m lookin’ up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I’m still walkin’ down Memory Lane
‘Cuz I know I’ll be runnin’into you

I hate the way I loved you
But my mind keeps goin’ back
My train of thought just won’t get off
That same old worn out track
It’s an every night occasion me and your memory meet
On that endless lonely street of broken dreams

I’m still walkin’ down Memory Lane
‘Cuz I know I’ll be runnin’ into you
Reminiscin’ through the pain
Recallin’ things that we used to do
I’m lookin’ up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I’m still walkin’ down Memory Lane
‘Cuz I know I’ll be runnin’/Into you

I’m still walkin’ down Memory Lane
Cuz I know I’ll be runnin’ into you
Reminiscin’ through the pain
Recallin’ things that we used to do
I’m lookin’ up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I’m still walkin’ down Memory Lane
‘Cuz I know I’ll be runnin’/Into you

Here she comes now
I’m still walkin’
Down Memory Lane
I’m still walkin’
Down Memory Lane
I’m still walkin’
Down Memory Lane
Lord, I’m walkin’
Down Memory Lane
Oh, I’m walkin’
Down Memory Lane
I’m still walkin’
Down Memory Lane

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Memory Lane (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Performed by adam sandler, frank, judd, and allen

Transcribed by a fan

M1: "hey, it’s great to have us all out on a road trip again this is gonna be fun"
[all agree]
M2: "whoa,do you smell that skunk"
All: "yeah
M2: "you know, even though it stinks it kinda reminds me of growing up"
[all agree]
M3: "it kinda reminds me of smelling weed"
[all agree]
M1: "hey, it reminds me of smelling a pussy"
[all agree]
M2: "it reminds me of smelling an ass"
[all agree]
M4: "it reminds me of smelling a 60 year old guys ass"
[car screeches, he drops out of the car]
M4: "hey, screw you guys i am who i am deal with it"

M1: "i’m glad we got rid of him his was a wierdo"
M3: "oh my god, that was a little out there, hey check out a water slide, man, those things always remind me of my 13th birthday party, remember that"
[all agree]
M1: "hey, it reminds me of that girl i met last year who was a lifegaurd at one of those things, she was unbelievable"
[all agree]
M2: "hey, it reminds me of that rich girl i went out with and when her dad went out of town we fooled around in his jucuzzi"
[all agree]
M3: "it also reminds me of the time i saw a 60 year old guy slide down one of those things and he was going so fast his bathing suit fell off, and i just stood there at his big beutiful hai
Lls flopping around, holy geez i wanted to lick em’"
[car screeches he drops out of it]
M3: "i hate you guys, you tricked me into sayin’ that"

M2: "i always knew that guy was a little wierd"
M1: "hey, there’s a pizza place it smells awesome"
M2: "it reminds me of the time i used to work in a pizza place"
M1: "it reminds me of my first date with this girl named ginger, i took her to a pizza place"
M2: "hey, it also reminds me of the time i ate a slice of pizza, and then went over to a 60 year old man’s house and made him fuck me in the ass in front of his kids"
[car screeches, he drops out of it]
M2: "hey don’t get all hitey mitey he wanted me to do it"

M1: "man they were all crazy, hey, what’s that"
Cow: "moo"
M1: "oh my god, ahhhhhhhhhhh"
[car chrashes]

"hey that last skit was written for a reason, if any of your buddy’s have fooled around with a 60 year old man, don’t throw them out of your car, or you will die, now enjoy the rest of the
."

Memory Lane (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

This is the place
You’ll end up when
You lose the chase
Where you’re dragged against your will
From a basement on the hill
All anybody knows is
You’re not like them
They hit you in the head
And send you back to bed
Isolation called you and passed a tunnel into a
Bright world where you can rule a place of state
Here’s a little house for you to stay
But everybody’s scared of this place
They’re staying away
Your little house on memory lane
The mayor’s name is fear
His voice patrols the pier
By a mountain up of cliche
That advances everyday
The doctor speak in clowns
He rings out loud
He’ll keep the doors and windows shut
And swear
Never join a soul again
But isolation chased you ‘til every muscle ached
Down the only road it ever takes
But everybody’s scared of this place
They’re staying away
Your little house on memory lane
If it’s your decision
To be open about yourself
Be careful or else
Be careful or else
Uncomfortable apart
It’s all written on my chart
That I take what’s given to me
Most cooperatively
I do what people say
And lie in bed all day
Absolutely horrified
I hope you’re satisfied
Isolation pushes past something and chained to
A place where suffering’s a game
But everybody’s scared of this place
They’re staying away
Your little house on memory lane
Your little house on memory lane

Memory Lane (Letra)

Tim McGraw

Tim McGraw

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(riperton rudolph st. lewis)

I stumbled on this photograph
It kinda made me laugh
It took me way back
Back down memory lane

I see the happiness… i see the pain
Where am i… back down memory lane

I see us standing there
Such a happy happy pair
Love beyond compare
Look-a-there look-a-there

The way you held me… no one could tell me
That love would die… why oh why
Did i have to find this photograph
Thought i had forgot the past
But now i’m slippin’ fast
Back down memory lane

I feel the happiness… i feel the pain
Here am i… back down memory lane
I’m in the sunshine… i’m in the rain

I don’t wanna go traveling down
Faster than the speed of sound
Back down memory lane
Be still my foolish heart
Don’t let this feelin’ start
Back down memory lane
I don’t wanna go… save me save me