I woke up this morning, your pillow was cold

Then I remembered what I had been told

An angel had called you and you could not refuse

Now I’m left all alone with a bottle of booze

You came into my life like a hurricane

You filled up my rivers with love

Every day filled with passion and happiness

Sent down from heaven above

But thank you sweet Jesus for the memories

Sometimes things just don’t turn out so well

Now all I have left are the memories

Without them I’d be living in Hell