She sleeps alone in the warm nights of Memphis   Where the Peabody Hotel meets the velveteen sky   She sings like the waves in the cool Mississippi   That brought her from St. Paul in '75      And men come to court her with roses and sweet wine   Where hands cross the ivories from six until nine   She sings away sorrows each night when she leaves him   She goes home alone, she's not the marrying kind      And love is a memory that she'll always hold   'Cause love in a memory never grows old   Why she did leave him, well nobody knows   And love in a memory, never grows old      And he works the toll booth on the New Jersey turnpike   The ring on his finger grows cold to the bone   His sons were young dreamers who cheat on their own wives   He still dreams of St. Paul when he's cheating alone      Love is a memory that he'll always hold   'Cause love in a memory never grows old   Why she did leave him, well nobody knows   Love in a memory, never grows old