Bb                Bbsus  Bb
Well I work the double shift  
              Eb  Ebsus  Eb
In a bookstore on St. Clair 
                  Bb  Bbsus  Bb
While he pushed the burning ingots 
            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  Bbsus   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 boots 
              Bb               F  Fsus F
Pointing up into the sky we fell down to our knees 
                   Bb  Bbsus  Bb
Over there where the grass grew high 
Bb            Eb  Ebsus  Eb
Love hunters in the night 
                Bb   Bbsus   Bb
Our faces turned into the wind 
             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 you 
              F  Fsus F
My cool and distant debonair 
              Bb   Bbsus  Bb
Now we drink at Liberty Station 
           Eb  Ebsus Eb
Another cup of muscatel 
                    Bb  Bbsus   Bb
Wrapped in the strong arms of the Union  
F                 Bb   Bbsus   Bb
Raisin' kids from raisin' hell 
             Eb   Ebsus  Eb
I remember your leather boots 
              Bb               F  Fsus F
Pointing up into the sky we fell down to our knees 
                   Bb  Bbsus  Bb
Over there where the grass grew high 
Bb            Eb  Ebsus  Eb
Love hunters in the night 
                Bb   Bbsus  Bb
Our faces turned into the wind 
             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