Lirieke: Bob Seger. Beautiful Loser. Fine Memory.

LAST NIGHT I SAW YOU WALKING

PAST MY BED LATE AT NIGHT,

AND THE MOON SHONE

THROUGH YOUR GOWN.

SUCH A FINE MEMORY,

I THINK I'M GONNA TAKE IT WITH ME.



AND LATER AS YOU WERE SLEEPING,

SLEEPING NEXT TO ME,

I FELT YOUR HAIR ON MY SKIN.

SUCH A FINE MEMORY,

I KNOW I'M GONNA TAKE IT WITH ME.



I'M GOING TO TAKE IT

FAR AS I GO.

I'M GOING TO TAKE IT

FAR AS I GO.



AND LATER AS I WAS DRIVING,

AND THE SKY WAS GETTING LIGHT,

AND THE SUN CAME

THROUGH THE TREES,

I HAD A FINE MEMORY,

SUCH A FINE MEMORY