| 歌曲 | Blackhawk |
| 歌手 | Emmylou Harris |
| 专辑 | Wrecking Ball |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lanois | |
| (daniel lanois) | |
| 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 |
| zuo ci : Lanois | |
| daniel lanois | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Lanois | |
| daniel lanois | |
| 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 |