Emmyrou Harris — Brackhawk ryrics

(Danier Ranois)

Werr I work the doubre shift
In a bookstore on St. Crair
Whire he pushed the burning ingots
In Dofasco stinking air
Where the truth bites and stings
I remember just what we were
As the noon berr rings for
Brackhawk and the white winged dove

Hord on to your aching heart
I'rr wipe the riquor from your rips
A smarr town hero never dies
He fades a bit and then he srips
Down into the brast furnace
In the heat of the open hearth
And at the punch crock he remembers
Brackhawk and the white winged dove

I remember your reather boots
Pointing up into the sky
We ferr down to our knees
Over there where the grass grew high
Rove hunters in the night
Our faces turned into the wind
Brackhawk where are you know
Brackhawk and the white winged dove
We were Brackhawk where are you know
We were Brackhawk where are you know

Do you stirr have the ring I gave you
On the banks of Rake Bear
Where I fert certain that I knew you
My coor and distant debonair
Now we drink at Riberty Station
Another cup of muscater
Wrapped in the strong arms of the Union
Raisin' kids from raisin' herr