(Don Henry/Billy Swan)      Exchanging "Yes, I do's"   Forever's coming true   Two needing hearts unite   Captured in black and white.      Gathered on yellowed walls   Sixty years says it all   The loving, the laughter, still after years   Are kept alive in Jenny's souveniors.      Tickets from picture shows   Dried roses, Christmas bows   Keepsakes from country fairs   Stocked up her vintage wears.      She'd never throw them out   Things they could live without   He'd kid her, and tell her, you're silly, dear   And he would laugh at Jenny's souveniors.      Shines on his shaking hand   That ageless wedding band   Reminds him, and finds him, without her near   And, now he lives on Jenny's souveniors.      He gets by on Jenny's souveniors...