Powderfinger

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 makin' big waves Daddy's gone My brother's out huntin' in the mountains Big John's been drinkin' since the river took Emmylou So the powers that be Left me here to do the thinkin' And I just turned 22 I was wonderin' what to do And the closer they got, the more those feelin's grew Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassuring He told me red means run, son Numbers add up to nothin' When the first shot hit the docks I saw it comin' Raised my rifle to my eye Never stopped to wonder why Then I saw black And my face splashed 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'd never figured To fade away so young With so much left undone Remember me to my love I know I'll miss her