Old Pictures

Here's a little girl playing dress-up

She's somewhere under all that lace

Standing in her momma's high-heeled shoes

Got a lipstick-covered face

Here's a little boy on a pony

He's a cowboy all the way

Used to pull my hair and make me mad at the Saturday matinée

Oh, who'd have thought that I'd lose my heart to the same little boy someday

Looking through my old pictures, faded photographs

Some of them bring me close to tears, others make me laugh

All those old memories, they seem to come alive

Open up the past again, and let me dream inside

Here's my brother with his very first automobile

We thought he'd wash the paint away

He took a job that took him West, he's doing very well

But we don't see much of brother these days

This is my favorite of my paw-paw

He's all dressed up in his Sunday suit

Wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain, I'm gonna tell you the truth

It's a picture of a down-right handsome man caught in the prime of his youth

Ooh, who taught time to fly

Ooh, who taught those years just to roll on by

Looking through my old pictures, faded photographs

Some of them bring me close to tears, and others make me laugh

All those old memories, they seem to come alive

Open up the past again, and let me dream inside

I'm looking through my old pictures (faded photographs)

Looking through my old pictures (others make me cry, some others make me laugh)

Looking through my old pictures (faded photographs)

Looking through my old pictures