Powderfinger

Look out mama there's a white boat coming 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 dont look like their here to deliver the mail
and it's less than a mile away, I hope they didn't come to stay
its got numbers on the side and a gun and it's making big waves

Daddy's gone my brothers out hunting in the mountains
Big John's been drinking since the river took Emmy Lou
so the powers that be left me here to do the thinking
and i just turned 22
I was wondering what to do
the closer they got the more those feelings grew

Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassuring
he told me red means run son, numbers add up to nothing
but when the first shot hit the dock, i saw it coming
raised my rifle to my eye, never stopped to wonder why
then i saw black and my face splashed in the sky

oooh, ooooh
oooh, oooh
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 figured
we'll fade away so young, with so much left undone
remember me to my love, I know I'll miss her