Dave Alvin Blue Wing
He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder
Well it might have been a blue bird I don't know
But he gets stone drunk and talks about Alaska
The salmon boats and 45 below
He said he got that blue wing up in Walla Walla
Where his cellmate there was Little Willy John
And Willy he was once a great blues singer
And winging Willy wrote him up a song
He said 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 dreams.
They paroled Blue Wing in August, of 1963
And he moved on 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
He said 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 dreams.
Well he drank his way to LA And that's where he died
But no one knew his Christian name and there was no one
there to cry
But I dreamt there was a service A preacher and a cheap
pine box
And half way through the service Blue wing began to
talk
He said It's dark in here can't see the sky
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
And then I fly away beyond these walls
Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall
On a poor man's dreams.
Yeah yeah On a poor man's dreams
Yeah yeah On a poor man's dreams
