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High Reel/The Bunch of Keys lyrics
And your hand never lost its grip
I'd never doubt or be in need
Lonesome would be bleached from my mind
It's hard to write a sad song when you're happy
That's why I've done none for you
Tell me when I'm wrong and forgetful
That you will always be true
And just to know that you'll be coming home
To hear the sound of your keys
Hanging up your coat in the hallway
Well, I will never doubt or be in need
And sometimes I wonder just who you are
What brought us together?
It's a certain kind of magic
One to never question or take for granted
Or take for granted
And just to know
To hear the rattle of your keys
Hanging up your bag in the hallway
Part of these releases
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- Track 15 on The Music of Kevin Keegan
- 14 Voice of Joe Cooley
- 16 Trip to Athlone/The Pipe on the Hob
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