Слова:
Emmylou Harris Precious Memories

Precious memories flood my soul Precious father, loving mother Glide across the lonely years And old home's scenes of my childhood Infond memories appears Precious memories

Precious memories flood my soul Precious father, loving mother Glide across the lonely years And old home's scenes of my childhood Infond memories appears Precious memories

Precious memories flood my soul Precious father, loving mother Glide across the lonely years And old home's scenes of my childhood Infond memories appears Precious memories