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(Al Urban)

Here is one that we took one Sunday afternoon
I remember it was in the summer time
On the back it says eight-eleven-sixty-five
The same day you promised to be mine.

But old pictures have a way of fading
Like a love that wasn't meant to be
Still each night I dig out the family album
But old photographs sure get to me.

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Here it is it's the last one that we took together
Though it's faded a little more than the rest
I suppose it's because of all the tearstains on it
Bet it's the one that to me you look the best.

Yes, old pictures have a way of fading
Like a love that wasn't meant to be
Still each night I dig out the family album
But old photographs sure get to me.

Yes, old photographs sure get to me...
(Al Urban)      Here is one that we took one Sunday afternoon   I remember it was in the summer time   On the back it says eight-eleven-sixty-five   The same day you promised to be mine.      But old pictures have a way of fading   Like a love that wasn't meant to be   Still each night I dig out the family album   But old photographs sure get to me.      --- Instrumental ---      Here it is it's the last one that we took together   Though it's faded a little more than the rest   I suppose it's because of all the tearstains on it   Bet it's the one that to me you look the best.      Yes, old pictures have a way of fading   Like a love that wasn't meant to be   Still each night I dig out the family album   But old photographs sure get to me.      Yes, old photographs sure get to me...