I wanna carry your sweet memories to my grave. At last I've broken off the chain Now just a few shoppin' marts from Maine Now and then a little jolt of sorrow hit my mind But after a while I soon forget the pain. And go on with sweet memories of you And find that I can live my life anew And I erase each thought that I might want you back again And I remember all you put me through. I don't wanna' be your servant anymore I don't wanna' be your slave I just wanna' remember all the good times that we shared And carry those sweet memories to my grave. And now I'm free of most the pain And I don't wanna' hurt that way again If I catch me longin' for the way things used to be I just pick up a piece of broken chain. That chain recalls alot for me I'm reminded how things used to be There's just some things I'd rather not remember about you I just wanna' have sweet memories. I don't wanna' be your servant anymore I don't wanna' be your slave I just wanna' remember all the good times that we shared And carry those sweet memories to my grave. I don't wanna' be your servant anymore I don't wanna' be your slave I just wanna' remember all the good times that we shared And carry those sweet memories to my grave...