Quarters

Album cover art for "Quarters" by Wilco

Wilco - Rock, Indie Rock

Quarters

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Lyrics

[Verse] The tavern where you worked Was cold and dark as a cavern You kept quarters in your shirt But I never could just have them You always made me sweep around every fly and floozie Under booths and bums asleep Waking up, they'd ask you, "Who's he?" Behind a glass without a glance "My daughter's boy," you would say Well, I stood there in a trance Listening to the jukebox play [Instrumental Outro]

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Credits

Writers
  • Jeff Tweedy