Sitting here in avalon, looking at the pouring rain
Summertime has come and gone and everybodys home again
Closing down for the season, I found the last of the souvenirs
I can still taste the wedding cake and its sweet after all these years

These are the last words I have to say
Thats why this took so long to write
There will be other words some other day
But thats the story of my life

Theres comfort in my coffee cup and apples in the early fall
Theyre pulling all the moorings up and gathering at the legion hall
They swept away all the streamers after the labor day parade
Nothing left for a dream now, only one final serenade

And these are the last words I have to say
Before another age goes by
With all those other songs Ill have to play
But thats the story of my life

And its so clear standing here where I am
Aint that what justice is for?
Frankly, my dear, I dont give a damn anymore

Stack the chairs on the table tops
Hang the sheets on the chandeliers
It slows down but it never stops
Aint it sweet after all these years

And these are the last words I have to say
Its always hard to say goodbye
But now its time to put this book away
Aint that the story of my life