Blackhawk Lyrics & Chords By James Egbert

Well, I work the double shift In a bookstore on St. Clair While he pushed the burning ingots In Dofasco stinking air Where the truth bites and stings I remember just what we...read more

In the silence of the dawn Hear the distant call across the field In the land of the free Cries for freedom From the open sky Where the eagles cry 'til the white man came ...read more