Artist：neil young Songs Title：powderfinger Look out, mama, theres a white boat comin up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think youd better call john, Cause it dont look like theyre here to deliver the mail And its l

Artist：neil young Songs Title：powderfinger Look out, mama, theres a white boat comin up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think youd better call john, Cause it dont look like theyre here to deliver the mail And its less than a mile away I hope they didnt come to stay Its got numbers on the side and a gun And its makin big waves. Daddys gone, my brothers out hunting in the mountains Big johns been drinking since the river took emmy-lou So the powers that be left me here to do the thinkin And I just turned twenty-two I was wonderin what to do And the closer they got, The more those feelings grew. Daddys rifle in my hand felt reassurin He told me, red means run, son, numbers add up to nothin But when the first shot hit the docks I saw it comin Raised my rifle to my eye Never stopped to wonder why. Then I saw black, And my face splashed in the sky. Shelter me from the powder and the finger Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger Think of me as one youd never figured Would fade away so young With so much left undone Remember me to my love, I know Ill miss her.