Thanks For The Memory Lyrics - Jazz Guitar - Jim Hall

Thanks for the memory 

Of sentimental verse, 

Nothing in my purse, 

And chuckles 

When the preacher said 

For better or for worse, 

How lovely it was. 

Thanks for the memory 

Of Schubert's Serenade, 

Little things of jade 

And traffic jams 

And anagrams 

And bills we never paid, 

How lovely it was. 

We who could laugh over big things 

Were parted by only a slight thing. 

I wonder if we did the right thing, 

Oh, well, that's life, I guess, 

I love your dress. 

Thanks for the memory 

Of faults that you forgave, 

Of rainbows on a wave, 

And stockings in the basin 

When a fellow needs a shave, 

Thank you so much. 

Thanks for the memory 

Of tinkling temple bells, 

Alma mater yells 

And Cuban rum 

And towels from 

The very best hotels, 

Oh how lovely it was. 

Thanks for the memory 

Of cushions on the floor, 

Hash with Dinty Moore, 

That pair of gay pajamas 

That you bought 

And never wore. 

We said goodbye with a highball, 

Then I got as high as a steeple, 

But we were intelligent people, 

No tears, no fuss, 

Hooray for us. 

Strictly entire nous, 

Darling, how are you? 

And how are all 

Those little dreams 

That never did come true? 

Awfully glad I met you, 

Cheerio and toodle-oo 

Thank you, 

Thank you so much.