Don't Count the Years, Count the Memories

[greggs]

Lyrics to a tune about wisdom that comes with age...new to the site, not to the business...let me hear form y'all...Don't Count the Years, Count the MemoriesI remember sittin up on grandpa's kneeListenin to the stories he would tellAbout Model T Fords , and two World WarsAnd His and Grandma's wedding bellsHis eyes would kinda get misty, as we wandered back in time To the people and the places he'd passed along the lineOne day I asked him "Grandpa how old could you be"He said "Son, don't count the years, count the memories" (chorus) Don't count the years, count the memories Don't count the tears, count the smiles Don't count tomorrow 'till you see the rising sun You can't cross the finish line 'till your race is run The taste of life is oh, so sweet If you don't count the years, count the memoriesIt's hard to believe now I've got boys of my ownLike I did Grandpa they look up to meAnd we talk about girls and this great big wide worldAnd all the things they want to beThey're tryin to read life's answers, between the lines on my faceI share with them the secret Grandpa taught me by God's graceKeep your heart's door open and don't be afraid to dreamAnd don't count the years, count the memories Don't count the years, count the memories Don't count the tears, count the smiles Don't count tomorrow 'till you see the rising sun You can't cross the finish line 'till your race is run The taste of life is oh, so sweet If you don't count the years, count the memories (Bridge) Life's not measured by the number of breaths you take But by the number of moments that take your breath away Don't count the years, count the memories Don't count the tears, count the smiles Don't count tomorrow 'till you see the rising sun You can't cross the finish line 'till your race is run The taste of life is oh, so sweet If you don't count the years, count the memories The taste of life is oh, so sweet If you don't count the years, count the memories words/music Gregg B. Shively GBS Music