Among My Souvenirs
Slim Whitman Lyrics


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There's nothing left for me of days that used to be
There's just a memory among my souvenirs

Some letters tied in blue, a photograph or two
I see a rose from you among my souvenirs

A few more tokens rest within my treasure chest
And though they do their best to give me consolation

I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs





I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs

Overall Meaning

In “Among My Souvenirs,” Slim Whitman sings about the lingering memories of a past love. He reflects on the days gone by and how they are now reduced to mere souvenirs in his possession. The items he possesses serve as painful reminders of the love he has lost. The letters he received with kind and loving words, the photographs that captured happy moments spent with his love, and even a rose gifted to him, all bring tears to his eyes. These material possessions may have provided him with consolation in the past, but now they only bring heartache. Despite his attempt to count them as separate entities, they all represent the same thing- a broken heart. The teardrops that start to flow are a testament to this.


Throughout the song, the emphasis is not only on the memories that linger but also the pain that comes with them. His souvenirs serve as bittersweet reminders of his past love, and they have the power to bring him both consolation and grief.


This song has a relatable message, as many of us hold on to objects as reminders of people, places, or moments that we cherish. These objects may serve as a comfort during times of sadness, but they can also bring back feelings of loss and heartache.


Line by Line Meaning

There's nothing left for me of days that used to be
I don't have anything left from the past


There's just a memory among my souvenirs
All I have is a memory


Some letters tied in blue, a photograph or two
I only have a few letters and photographs


I see a rose from you among my souvenirs
There's a rose from you that I remember


A few more tokens rest within my treasure chest
I have a few more items in my collection


And though they do their best to give me consolation
Even though they try to make me feel better


I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
As I look at each item, I start to cry


I find a broken heart among my souvenirs
I realize that my heart is broken


I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
As I examine them one by one and begin to cry


I find a broken heart among my souvenirs
I come to the realization that my heart is shattered




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., CARLIN AMERICA INC
Written by: EDGAR LESLIE, LAWRENCE WRIGHT

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