The Keys

"Chevrolet". That's what the faded letters used to say On the chain the dealer gave me On the day I drove it away Room 202, I didn't turn it in like you're supposed to I was eighteen, she was twenty-two In that spring-break hotel room I learned a thing or two And it hangs there on a hook by my front door Half of them don't even work no more But I remember what each one used to be for On a ring that holds the keys that unlock me Master lock I got morе of those than most folks got This gold one goes to thе gate where we used to drink a lot At the edge of Grandpa's crops When he sold it, I stole it from underneath that rock It hangs there on a hook by my front door Half of them don't even work no more But I remember what each one used to be for On a ring that holds the keys that unlock me This one here's a spare I'll never throw away Mama put it there for me, just in case I ever came back home one day Still on the ring that holds the keys that unlock me