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Blackhawk

	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

	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