Thanks for the Memory

Thanks for the memory

Of sentimental verse and nothing in my purse

And chuckles when the preacher said, "For better or for worse"

How lovely it was

Thanks for the memory

Of rainy afternoons that pulls me by the case

And how I jumped the day you trunked my burning toast and prunes

How lovely it was

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

So, thanks for the memory

Of sunburns at the shore, darling, how are you?

You might have been a headache, but you never were a bore

I'm awfully glad I met you, cheerio and toodle-oo

And thank you so much