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Introduction
There’s something beautifully tender about the way The Statler Brothers tell stories—how they wrap nostalgia in harmony and make you feel like you’re right there with them, walking down memory lane. And in “Maple Street Memories,” that lane is lined with childhood echoes, faded curtains, creaky floors, and the kind of love that doesn’t need to be flashy to last forever.
The song is more than just a reflection—it’s a gentle invitation to revisit the past, where life was simpler and people were closer. It paints a vivid picture of growing up in a home filled with warmth, faith, and family. From the scent of Mama’s cooking to the feel of old worn carpets under your feet, every lyric draws on deeply personal and universal memories.
Delivered with their signature blend of rich harmonies and heartfelt storytelling, “Maple Street Memories” doesn’t just tap into the past—it honors it. You can almost hear the screen door creak as someone steps out onto the porch, or the laughter echoing from the kitchen. And whether you grew up in a house like that or simply wish you had, this song will reach into your soul and pull out something tender.
What makes this track especially moving is how it doesn’t try to romanticize the past—it embraces the everyday, the quiet, the ordinary. And in doing so, it reminds us that those are the moments that stick with us the most. It’s a soft-spoken celebration of the places and people who shape us—because home isn’t just a structure, it’s a feeling.
Whether you’re listening with a tear in your eye or a smile on your face, “Maple Street Memories” is one of those rare songs that feels like it’s singing your story, too.
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Lyrics
We were both nine years old
When you came to town
I remember the big Allied Van
My momma went over, and
Took you all lunch
And my dad gave your dad a hand
And the first time I saw you
Was through the screen door
When the paper I threw missed the porch
Lord, it’s been years since I carried the news
But I still carry the torch
Of Maple Street memories and Cherry tree games
Summer nights and ice cream cones
Take the red from the roses, the sun from the sky
But leave my Maple Street memories alone
Leave my Maple Street memories alone
We played hide-and-seek in the buildings out back
I was easy to find, I admit
As the years flew away, it got harder to hide
The fact I thought you were it
Then we stood by the lilac bush in your yard
Your pink prom gown late in May
Your mom took our picture, I took your hand
And you took my breath away
With Maple Street memories and Cherry tree games
Summer nights and ice cream cones
Take the red from the roses, the sun from the sky
But leave my Maple Street memories alone
Leave my Maple Street memories alone
I never go back, I don’t stand in the yard
And look at your window upstairs
In my mind I see you combing your hair
And blowing kisses at me in the air
Then one time at Christmas
I saw you come home
Your arms full of children that day
And it was later that night
When I put mine to bed
I put my Maple Street memories away
Maple Street memories and Cherry tree games
Summer nights and bicycle days
Leave me with something that my heart can take
But take those Maple Street memories away
Take those Maple Street memories away