Neil Young "Powderfinger" testo

Powderfinger

Look out mama, there's a white boat comin' up the riverWith a big red beacon, and a flag and a man on the railI think you'd better call JohnCause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mailAnd it's less than a mile awayI hope they didn't come to stayIt's got numbers on the side and a gunAnd it's makin' big waves

Daddy's gone, my brother's out hunting in the mountainsBig John's been drinking since the river took Emmy-LouSo the powers that be left me here to do the thinkin'And I just turned twenty-twoI was wonderin' what to doAnd the closer they gotThe more those feelings grew

Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassurinHe told me red means run sonNumbers add up to nothin'But when the first shothit the docks I saw it comin'Raised my rifle to my eyeNever stopped to wonder why.Then I saw black,And my face splashed in the sky.

Shelter me from the powderand the fingerCover me with the thoughtthat pulled the triggerThink of meas one you'd never figuredWould fade away so youngWith so much left undoneRemember me to my love,I know I'll miss her.

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