Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blackhawk, artist - Emmylou Harris. Date of issue: 25.09.1995
Song language: English
Blackhawk |
| Well I work the double shift |
| In a bookstore on St. Clair |
| While he pushed the burning ingots |
| In Dofasco stinking air |
| Where the truth bites and stings |
| I remember just what we were |
| As the noon bell rings for |
| Blackhawk and the white winged dove |
| Hold on to your aching heart |
| I’ll wipe the liquor from your lips |
| A small town hero never dies |
| He fades a bit and then he slips |
| Down into the blast furnace |
| In the heat of the open hearth |
| And at the punch clock he remembers |
| Blackhawk and the white winged dove |
| I remember your leather boots |
| Pointing up into the sky |
| We fell down to our knees |
| Over there where the grass grew high |
| Love hunters in the night |
| Our faces turned into the wind |
| Blackhawk where are you know |
| Blackhawk and the white winged dove |
| We were Blackhawk where are you know |
| We were Blackhawk where are you know |
| Do you still have the ring I gave you |
| On the banks of Lake Bear |
| Where I felt certain that I knew you |
| My cool and distant debonair |
| Now we drink at Liberty Station |
| Another cup of muscatel |
| Wrapped in the strong arms of the Union |
| Raisin’kids from raisin’hell |