Ketchum lyrics
by Ben Lee



R.J. Johnson/B. LeeToday I got my call from Ketchum IdahoFrom Hemingway and railways and whiskey wine and snowBut if you've never been in pain before then I guess you wouldn't knowI'm leaving in a while now for Ketchum's icy stingTo walk and fish and write some songs, to stay up late and drinkAnd if I stay there long enough then I'll never feel a thingAnd Ketchum will be good to you if are strong and braveShe caters to the melancholy every single dayAnd babbles like a drunk old man unloading all his painI'll lock myself in Ketchum's stare I'll make her my whole worldI'm gonna roam the Ketchum streets to find a Ketchum girlAnd then I'll let her break my heart 'cos that's all that I do wellThe valley will become my home her hills will keep me safeI'll give her songs about my soul when there's no soul left to takeAnd I'll forget I ever lived in any other placeAnd it may seem inevitable I would love this fateSo beautiful and tragic and her heroes can't escapeAnd Hemingway he shot himself one July evening lateBut me I couldn't bring myself to bloody Ketchum's nameUnderneath her passion boils, never spoils surface tameI'll slowly let her kill me with her lonely wind and rainHer lonely tears and pain