Randal Prater - Solo Seasons

Licorice Memories

Way back in seventy-something, I guess
Things were so simple and carefree and fun
Spending the summers with black tongue and mess
A flavor of ice cream loved by mom and son

Yesterday came to play, not to stay (Licorice memories)
Though today seems so grey, we still play (Licorice memories)
Yesterday came to play, not to stay (Licorice memories)
Though today seems so grey, we still play

Now that I'm older, I see I've been blessed
Things aren't so simple or carefree or calm
Dreaming of summers with black tongue and mess
A flavor of ice cream loved by son and mom

Yesterday came to play, not to stay (Licorice memories)
Though today seems so grey, we still play (Licorice memories)
Yesterday came to play, not to stay (Licorice memories)
Though today seems so grey, we still play

(Ha, ha haha, ha haha, ha haha)
(Ha, ha haha, ha haha, ha haha)

Licorice memories
Licorice memories

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Writer(s): Randal Gordon Prater
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