Two Shots — текст песни (John Denver)

I took two shots,got no ducks and cold, cold hands.
Last night when I was out drinking,
trying to have a good time.
The Lady with whom I was speaking
thougt I was feeding her some old line.
When I spoke of a cold winter`s morning,
a duck blind and a river of gray.
The sound of the snow softly falling
when I thought I heard somebody say:
I took two shots, got no ducks and cold, cold hands.

I could tell by the gaze of my comrades
that I was the one who had spoke.
Their eyes held a message of patience,
the thrill of the hunt and of hope.
But when I spoke again how they listened
for the wisdom of what I might say.
If the good Lord had meant us to shoot one,
he`d surely send more ducks our way.
I took two shots, got no ducks and cold, cold hands.

Well,the lady with whom I was speaking,
she laughed lightly and wandered away.
My heart like the snow in my story,
fell silent, I`d hoped she would stay.
It`s so nice to talk to somebody,
to find someone who`s willing to share.
I know that this life is worth living,
but sometimes it just isn`t fair.
I took two shots, got no ducks and cold, cold hands.
I took two shots, got no ducks and cold, cold hands.