The Old Swinging Bridge

My old scrapbook is hidden away
I kept it in memory of you
This old scrapbook is just a bouquet
Of things that we used to do

Memories haunt me each night in my dreams
It seems I can still see you there
Your loving arms held out to me
And smiling so sweet and so fair

Don’t you remember the hours we spent
Swinging on the old swinging bridge
From June to December together we went
Swinging on the old swinging bridge

Memories haunt me each night in my dreams
It seems I can still see you there
Your loving arms held out to me
And smiling so sweet and so fair

We built a dream across the old mill stream
And though these years have gone by
I’ll still keep the memory of you in my heart
And wonder if you wonder why

Memories haunt me each night in my dreams
It seems I can still see you there
Your loving arms held out to me
And smiling so sweet and so fair

Memories haunt me each night in my dreams
It seems I can still see you there
Your loving arms held out to me
And smiling so sweet and so fair

Your loving arms held out to me
And smiling so sweet and so fair