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ALVIN DAVE

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## # Date: Sun, 25 Feb 1996 12:31:08 -0800 From: Brad Mahugh Subject: TAB: by BLUE WING written by Tom Russell (as heard on the album, "KING OF CALIFORNIA" by Dave Alvin) D He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder D Em might have been a bluebird, I don't know but he got stone drunk and he talked about Alaska A D salmon boats and 45 below well he got that blue wing at Walla Walla and his cellmate was a Little Willy John Willie, he was once a great blues singer so Wing & Willie wrote him up a song REFRAIN/CHORUS (no chord) D G sang, it's dark in here, can't see the light D A but I look at this blue wing when I close my eyes D G and I fly away, beyond these walls D A up above the clouds, where the rain don't fall D G A D on a poor man's dreams well they broke blue wing in August in 1963 and blue wing moved on, picking apples in the town of Wenatchee winter finally caught him in a rundown trailer park on the south side of Seattle where the days grow long and dark and he drank and he dreamt a vision of when the seven still ran free and his father's fathers crossed that wide old Bering sea the land belonged to everyone, there were old songs yet to sing now, it's broken down to a cheap hotel and a tattooed prison wing now, it's dark in here ... (repeat REFRAIN/CHORUS) well he drank his way to heaven and that's where he died and no one knew his Christian name, and there was no one there who cried but I dreamt that there was a service, a preacher in an old pine box and halfway through the service, the wing began to talk he said, it's dark in here ... (repeat REFRAIN/CHORUS) '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' ' transcribed by Brad Mahugh bmahugh@ix.netcom.com ' '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' Brad Mahugh e-mail:bmahugh@ix.netcom.com







                       


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