| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Well I work the double shif | t |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| In a bookstore on St. | Clai | r |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| While he pushed the burning in | gots |
| F | Fsus | F | |
| In Dofasco stinking | air |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Where the truth bites and | stings |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| I remember just what we | were |
| Bb | F | Bb | |
| As the noon bell | rings for | Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Hold on to your aching heart |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| I'll wipe the liquor from your | lips |
| Bb | Bbsusu | Bb | |
| A small town hero never | dies |
| F | Fsus | F | |
| He fades a bit and then he | slips |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Down into the | blast furnance |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| In the heat of the open | hearth |
| Bb | |
| And at the punch clock he | remembers |
| F | Bb | |
| Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| I remember your leather | boot | s |
| Bb | F | Fsus | F | |
| Pointing up into the | sky we fell down to our | kne | es |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Over there where the grass grew | high |
| Bb | Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| Love hunters in the | nigh | t |
| Bb | Bbsusu | Bb | |
| Our faces turned into the w | ind |
| F | Fsus | F | |
| Blackhawk where are you | now |
| Bb | |
| Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| Eb | Bb | |
| We were | Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| F | Bb | |
| We were | Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| SOLO |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Do you still have the ring I gave you |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| On the banks of Lake | Bear |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Where I felt certain that I | knew yo | u |
| F | Fsus | F | |
| My cool and distant deb | onai | r |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Now we drink at Liberty | Stati | on |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| Another cup of musc | atel |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Wrapped in the strong arms of the | Unio | n |
| F | Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Raisin' kids from raisin' | hell |
| Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| I remember your leather | boot | s |
| Bb | F | Fsus | F | |
| Pointing up into the | sky we fell down to our | kne | es |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Over there where the grass grew | high |
| Bb | Eb | Ebsus | Eb | |
| Love hunters in the | nigh | t |
| Bb | Bbsus | Bb | |
| Our faces turned into the w | ind |
| F | Fsus | F | |
| Blackhawk where are you | now |
| Bb | |
| Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| Eb | Bb | |
| We were | Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| F | Bb | |
| We were | Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| Eb | Bb | |
| We were | Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| F | Bb | |
| We were | Blackhawk and the white winged | dove |
| From Emmylou Harris "Wrecking Ball" |
| Asylum Records |
| Opal Music/Aludra Music Corp |