Handsome Dan Van/Keys

dan.handsome@yahoo.com

KEYS
When this moving day is over
Gonna make a beeline to the liquor store
All that's left is a silvery jumble
Of keys in the kitchen drawer

This one opened the door to my first employment
Packing up tapes of bootleg songs
Forty hours and then forty hours over
I didn't last too long

This worn blue one fit the chrome ignition
Of a two-tone Chevrolet
Got sideswiped by a couple drunk sailors
They just drove away

This ones to my sister's house in Cleveland
Husbands AWOL from the rifle corp
Might be living in Costa Rica
Nobody knows for sure

This key unlocked a one room apartment
I was playing trumpet at the Crystal World
Maggie would wait up late every evening
She was my favorite girl

Hey, here's one from Puerto Vallerta
Fine, fine weed and mountains of dust
Summer hot as a two ton haballero
I don't remember much

Nobody but me knows the click or the distance
Probably best just to throw them away
But I think I'll keep them right here in my pocket
Might need them again some day

Category:

Music

Tags:

• original
• songs