Powderfinger Lyrics by Cowboy Junkies

Powderfinger Lyrics

    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'd 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 big waves

    Daddy's gone, my brother's 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 all the thinking
    And I just turned twenty-two
    I was wondering what to do
    And 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 that first shot hit the dock, I saw it coming
    Raised the 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 figured,
    to fade away so young
    with so much left undone
    Remember me to my love
    I know I'll miss her