Local Memory

The lights go out each evening at eleven

And up and down the block, there's not a sound

I close my eyes and search for peaceful slumber

And just then, the local memory comes around

Piles of blues against the door

To make sure sleep will come no more

She's the hardest workin' memory in this town

Turns out happiness again and let's loneliness back in

And each night, the local memory comes around

Each day, I say "Tonight I may escape her"

I pretend I'm happy, never even a frown

But at night, I close my eyes and pray sleep finds me

But again the local memory comes around

Rids the house of all good news, and sets out my cryin' shoes

While the faithful memory never lets me down

We're both up till light of day, chasin' happiness away

And each night, the local memory comes around

Piles of blues against the door

To make sure sleep will come no more

It's the hardest workin' memory in this town

Turns out happiness again and let's loneliness back in

And each night, the local memory comes around

Yeah, each night, the local memory comes around