Lyrics:
Quene

Edi beo thu heven quene folkes froove & engles blis maid unwemmed modher cleene swich in world non other nis on the hit is wel ethseene of alle wimmen

Edi beo thu heven quene folkes froove & engles blis maid unwemmed modher cleene swich in world non other nis on the hit is wel ethseene of alle wimmen

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna

Well, they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Said, "Steve, you're way behind time This is not 38, this is Old 97 Put her into Spencer on time"

San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me You [Incomprehesible] me since nineteen sixty-three I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die And long

I don't know where I'm bound I don't know where I'm bound Whistles calling me away, leaving at the break of day And I don't know where I'm bound Can'

Wanted man in California Wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in the Kansas City Wanted man in the Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne

stink and the pong & the feeling that something wasn't right... CHORUS: We were quick quick quick, ooooh, oooh Hotel Quentin Hotel Hell we were quick to quit the Quentin

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'