She sleeps alone in the warm nights of Memphis Where the Peabody Hotel meets the velveteen sky She sings like the waves in the cool Mississippi That brought her from St. Paul in '75 And men come to court her with roses and sweet wine Where hands cross the ivories from six until nine She sings away sorrows each night when she leaves him She goes home alone, she's not the marrying kind And love is a memory that she'll always hold 'Cause love in a memory never grows old Why she did leave him, well nobody knows And love in a memory, never grows old And he works the toll booth on the New Jersey turnpike The ring on his finger grows cold to the bone His sons were young dreamers who cheat on their own wives He still dreams of St. Paul when he's cheating alone Love is a memory that he'll always hold 'Cause love in a memory never grows old Why she did leave him, well nobody knows Love in a memory, never grows old