Blackhawk Songtext / Lyric

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

And the white winged dove

We were Blackhawk

And the white winged dove



Do you still have the ring I gave

On the banks of Lake Black 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



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

And the white winged dove

We were Blackhawk

And the white winged dove



We were Blackhawk

And the white winged dove

We were Blackhawk

And the white winged dove



We were Blackhawk

And the white winged dove

We were Blackhawk

And the white winged dove