Memories and melodies go walkin’ hand in hand.
She used to be my woman, and I used to be her man.
We thought we’d live forever, building castles in the sand;
But that was long ago, so long ago.

Sweet dreams, of things that used to be, still tangle up my mind-
Although the people in those dreams are years and miles behind.
A life like that, it seems to me, is awful hard to find,
But that was long ago, so long ago.

A bedroll and a guitar, the years stretched out ahead-
Sleeping by the highway, hard ground my only bed.
I remember every single “I love you”, she ever said…
But that was long ago, so long ago.

It seems the sun is setting, on a lifestyle wild and free.
I find myself forgetting, all the things that made me, “Me”.
I guess I’ll die a loner, and that’s how it ought to be,
So much for long ago, so long ago.