Powderfinger

Lyrics:

• Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river
• With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail
• I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail


• And it's less than a mile away
• I hope they didn't come to stay
• It's got numbers on the side and a gun
• And it's makin' big waves.


• Daddy's gone, my brother's out hunting in the mountains
• Big John's been drinking since the river took Emmy-Lou
• So the powers that be left me here to do the thinkin'


• And I just turned twenty-two
• I was wonderin' what to do
• And the closer they got,
• The more those feelings grew.


• Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassurin'
• He told me, Red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin'
• But when the first shot hit the docks I saw it comin'


• Raised my rifle to my eye
• Never stopped to wonder why.
• Then I saw black,
• And my face splashed in the sky.


• Shelter me from the powder and the finger
• Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger
• Think of me as one you'd never figured


• Would fade away so young
• With so much left undone
• Remember me to my love,
• I know I'll miss her.