Emmylou Harris - Blackhawk

^AWell I work the double shift -- In a bookstore on St^D. Clair While he pushed the burning ^Aingots -- In Dofasco stink^Eing air Where the truth bit^Aes and stings -- I remember just wha^Dt we were As the noon bel^Asus4l rings for Blackhawk and t^E7he white winged^A dove

^AHold on to your aching heart I'll wipe the liquor from y^Dour lips A small town hero never^A dies -- He fades a bit and then he ^E7slips Down into the blast^A furnace -- In the heat of the o^Dpen hearth And at the punch cl^Asus4ock he remembers Blackhawk and ^E7the white winged d^Aove

I remember your leather ^Dboots -- Pointing up into the^A sky We fell down to our^E7 knees -- Over there where the grass g^Arew high Love hunters in the ^Dnight -- Our faces turned into the^A wind Blackhawk where are yo^Eu now -Blackhawk and the white winged^A dove We w^Dere Blackhawk and the white winged ^Adove We were^E Blackhawk and the white winged do^Ave

^ADo you still have the ring I gave you On the banks of Lake B^Dlack Bear Where I felt certain that^A I knew you My cool and distant d^Eebonair Now we drink at Lib^Aerty Station Another cup of m^Duscatel Wrapped in the stron^Ag arms of the Union Raisin' k^E7ids from raisin'^A hell

I remember your leather ^Dboots -- Pointing up into the ^Asky We fell down to our^E knees -- Over there where the grass g^Arew high Love hunters in the ^Dnight -- Our faces turned into^Asus4 the wind Blackhawk where are yo^E7u now - Blackhawk and the white winge^Ad dove We w^Dere Blackhawk and the white winged^A dove We were^E Blackhawk and the white winged d^Aove

We we^Dre Blackhawk and the white winged^A dove We were^E Blackhawk and the white winged^A dove We w^Dere Blackhawk and the white winged^A dove We were^E Blackhawk and the white winged^A dove