Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Powderfinger, artist - Beat Farmers. Date of issue: 18.08.1991
Song language: English
Powderfinger |
| 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 thinking |
| And I just turned twenty-two |
| I was wonderin' what to do |
| The closer they got, the more those feelings grew |
| Daddy’s rifle in my hand felt reassuring |
| He told me, red means run son, numbers add up to nothing |
| But when the first shot hit the dock, I saw it coming |
| 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 |
| Just think of me as one you’d never figure |
| Would fade away so young |
| With so much left undone |
| Remember me to my love, I know I’ll miss her |