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Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Powderfinger lyrics
Look out mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river
 With a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail
 I think you better call John
 'Cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail
 And it's less than a mile away, I hope they didn't come to stay
 It's got numbers on the side and a gun and it's making me brave
 Daddy's gone, my brother's out huntin' in the mountains
 Big John's been drinkin' since the river took Annie-Lou
 So the powers that he left me here to do the thinkin'
 And I just turned twenty-two
 I was wonderin' what to do
 The closer it got the more those feelings grew
 Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Powderfinger - http://motolyrics.com/neil-young-and-crazy-horse/powderfinger-lyrics.html
 Daddy's rifle in my hand felt re-assurin'
 He told me,"Red means run son, numbers add up to nothing"
 But when the first shot hit the dock I saw it comin'
 Raised my rifle to my eye
 Never stopped to wonder why
 Then I saw black and my face flash in the sky
 Shelter me from the Powder and the Finger
 Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger
 Just think of me as one you never feared
 You fade away so young
 There's so much left undone
 Remember me for my love, I know I miss her












