Keith and Quentin — текст песни (jayhawks)

Quentin taught me how to fish
And how to hold the gun
Said that what you`re hunting down
Is everything you love
Folks run fast, so does life
And that`s the way it seems
Candles burn down to the table

Keith never talked to much
But smiled, blue eyes gold
There must be a story
Behind every fool you know
Words get lost in the haze
What most people think
Darling, work for no mans dreams

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Now, all the old widows
Carry love poems by their side
Oooooh, most of that`s from knowing
Keith and Quentin

When Quentin found the snowed-in motel blues inside his cup
He took a gun downstairs
Never did come back
It was only springtime
One year and another `til Fall
Sometimes in the night I cry

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