I Just Came Home To Count The MemoriesI saw roses choking in the grassFlaking paint a broken windowpaneA mailbox barely standinâÃâ¬Ã⢠by the drivewayI can almost see the nameA swing set and forgotten toysWhere little boys and girls played happy gamesEverything I gave a damn about is goneBut all the memories still remainThe old man from the house across the streetAsked howâÃâ¬Ãâ¢s it going and I said fineThe expression on his face would make me thinkThat he could almost read my mindThat Johnson boy from down the road was asking ifThe kids could come and playLord, I wish I could have told him yes, but IJust said I guess son, not todayI just came home to count the memoriesThat IâÃâ¬Ãâ¢ve been counting in my mindI just came home to count the memoriesOf a better day and timeThe birds that sang their pretty songsArenâÃâ¬Ãâ¢t singing like they did when you were hereâÃâ¬ÃËCause thereâÃâ¬Ãâ¢s no happiness in musicIf somebody isnâÃâ¬Ãâ¢t close enough to hearI picked a ragged daisy from its homeOut in the corner of the yardShe loves me, she loves me notNow I donâÃâ¬Ãâ¢t have to wonder anymoreI just came home to count the memoriesThat IâÃâ¬Ãâ¢ve been counting in my mindI just came home to count the memoriesI guess time to say goodbye