Track Title:               Thanks For the Memory

Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra
Thanks For the Memory

Writer(s):  Leo Robin / Ralph Rainger

Thanks for the memory of things I can't forget, journeys on a jet
Our wond'rous week in Martinique, and Vegas and roulette.  How lucky I was
And thanks for the memory of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki,
We had a pad in London, but we didn't stop for tea.  How cozy it was
Now since our breakup I wake up, alone on a gray morning-after
I long for the sound of your laughter, and then I see the laugh's on me
But thanks for the memory of every touch a thrill. I've been through the mill
I've lived a lot and learned a lot, you loved me not and still, I miss you so much
Thanks for the memory of how we used to jog, even in a fog
That barbecue in Malibu, away from all the smog.  How rainy it was
Thanks for the memory of letters I destroyed, books that we enjoyed
Tonight the way things look, I need a book by Sigmund Freud.  How brainy he was
Gone are those evenings on Broadway, together we'd go to a great show
But now I begin with the Late Show, and wish that you were watching, too
I know it's a fallacy that grown men never cry, baby, that's a lie
We had our bed of roses, but forgot that roses die, and thank you so much

Contributed by Larry Henares of the Philippines