Besedila: Travis Tritt. Between An Old Memory And Me.

I was sittin' at a table in a little club downtown
Playin' songs on the jukebox and pourin' whiskey down
When I heard a sweet voice sayin'
"Would you like some company?"
And I had to tell her
"This is just between an old memory and me"

All my friends tell me that I'm a fool for holdin' on
Now I know they're tryin' to help me
But I've been a fool too long
And I don't wanna talk about it
So why can't they just let me be?
This is just between an old memory and me

And I'm not hurtin' anybody as far as I could see
I just need to be alone sometimes
While she goes walkin' through my mind
Oh love, love
Oh I'm not hurtin' anybody yeah, as far as I could see
I just need to be alone sometimes
While she goes walkin' through my mind

I don't wanna talk about it
So why can't everybody see? Yeah, yeah
This is just between an old memory and me?
Oh yeah, yeah, this is just between her memory and me