Your Memory's Gone to Rest

Your picture's in the closet covered with a sheet that used to drape our bed

And I can't find your glasses on the table where you often sat and read

Your car's down at the station and your clothes are in the cleaners being pressed

That's why the house is empty oh thank God your memory's finally gone to rest

Your chair is being covered it had finally seen the best of better days

The kids put up your tennis racket now nobody hardly ever plays

Your coffee mug is gone and by mistake the goodwill people took your desk

That's why the house is empty oh thank God your mem'ry's finally gone to rest

Your mem'ry's gone away from home

Finally it's leaving me alone alone

There's nothin' left to think about nothin' to remember or regret

Now the house is empty oh thank God your mem'ry's finally gone to rest

Now the house is empty oh thank God your mem'ry's finally gone to rest