Yesterday arrived too quickly
Caught me right off guard
My defence moved in too slowly
Missed it by a yard
I’d just settled down
With a bottle of gin
So I moved on to whiskey
And it hit me again
Memories were raining punches
Down on my head
Knocked me into the past so quickly
They almost raised the dead
So I dranks some more booze
And it helped me to sleep
Where I dreamed of my youth
And the secrets I keep
Oh, history is a friend of mine
She comes over to my place
And we have a good time
But the memories