Souvenirs of pioneers 
Proof that the West was won 
These rotten beams will tumble down Replaced by the newer ones
Weren’t we fine gunfighters in another time? Were we celebrated writers after the war? After the war 
History repeats itself 
But I don’t know what for 
I got all these souvenirs 
But I can’t seem to find you anymore 
Souvenir 
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone You were here 
I’m moving on, I’m moving on 
How does it feel 
After I’m gone 
To be the ghost in the picture as it disappears Souvenir 
Souvenirs of privateers 
Our black flag in the sun 
Was taken down and passed around And put in a museum 
Weren’t we fat cat tycoons of the Gilden Age In flower children costumes in the Bay High as a summer day 
History repeats itself 
But I don’t know what for 
I got all these souvenirs 
But I can’t seem to find you anymore 
Souvenir 
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone You were here 
I’m moving on, I’m moving on 
How does it feel 
After I’m gone 
To be the ghost in the picture as it disappears Souvenir 
Our past is a foreign country 
The neighborhoods have changed I was the fool that got lucky
You were the fool who flew straight 
Souvenir 
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone 
You were here 
I’m moving on, I’m moving on 
How does it feel 
After I’m gone 
To be the ghost in the picture as it disappears Souvenir 
The past is a foreign country 
Our neighborhood is changed 
And I was the fool who got lucky 
You were the fool who flew straight
