Look out, mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail I think you better call John, cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail And it's less than a mile away, I hope they didn't come to stay It's got numbers on the side and a gun and it's makin' big waves Daddy's gone and my brother's out huntin' in the mountains Big John's been drinkin' since the river took Amilu So the powers that be left me here to do the thinkin' And I just turned 22, I was wonderin' what to do And the closer they got, the more those feelings grew Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassuring He said, red men run, numbers add up to nothin' When the first shot hit the dock, I saw it comin' Raised my rifle to my eye, never stopped to wonder why Then I saw black and my face splash in the sky Shelter me from the powder and the finger Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger Just think of me as one you never figured We fade away so young, with so much left undone Remember me to my love, I know I'll miss her *