Blue Wing

歌詞

He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder Well it might have been a blue bird I don't know But he'd get stone drunk and talk about Alaska The salmon boats and 45 below He said he got that blue wing up in Walla Walla And his cellmate there was Little Willy John And Willy he was once a great blues singer And Wing and Willy wrote 'em up a song. They said… CHORUS: It's dark in here; can't see the sky But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes And I fly away beyond these walls Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall On a poor man's dream. They paroled Blue Wing in August, of 1963 He moved north picking apples to the town of Wenatchee Then winter finally caught him in a run down trailer park On the south side of Seattle where the days grow gray and dark And he drank and he dreamt of visions when the salmon still ran free And his fathers' fathers crossed that wild old Bering Sea And the land belonged to everyone and there were old songs yet to sing Now it's narrowed down to a cheap hotel and a tattooed prison wing CHORUS: Well he drank his way to LA, and that's where he died And no one knew his Christian name and there was no one there to cry But I dreamt there was a funeral, a preacher and a cheap pine box And half way through the service, Blue Wing began to talk. He said… CHORUS: Hey hey, On a poor man's dream Hey hey, On a poor man's dream.