| Lyrics: | (J. Caldwell)
[Recorded November 14, 1968, Hollywod]
Sometimes I think that I'm on the
right track,
But I keep coming back to the same place,
The same place where I sought
it.
Sometimes you'll think there's a smile on my face,
But it can't take the place of a
free-heart, a me-heart that I've read of.
I can hear mem'ries singing through night and through
day,
What good are mem'ries, they just seem to get in the way.
They get in the way.
When
it's November, I'll think of July,
Where the sunshine will fly through a warm sky,
A warm
sky where I'll wander.
When it's November, I'll think of July,
Where the sunshine will fly
through a warm sky,
A warm sky where I'll wander. |
