Go Down Swingin

John Hiatt

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    Kickin' and a-screamin'
    Only way I learn
    I'm afraid of my own shadow
    Not the bridge around the turn

    Well I lost myself and found myself
    While you were kissin' ass
    And I know it's not your nature
    Just to let me pass

    I'm gonna go down swingin'
    Singin' till the end
    I'm gonna go down swingin'
    You and me and your best friend
    I'm gonna go down swingin'
    Upper cut and two left jabs
    I'm gonna go down swingin' with everything I have

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    Sometimes I am a predator
    Prowlin' for my life
    Other times I am a field mouse
    Running for the sides
    Of the biggest, flattest corn field
    Bigger than my Indiana home
    Till the harvest comes along
    And I leave my tiny bones

    I'm gonna go down swingin'
    Singin' till the end
    I'm gonna go down swingin'
    Like the Duke recommends
    I'm gonna go down swingin'
    For the bleachers in left field
    I'm gonna go down swingin' like a blade of steel

    There's a scarecrow scarin' nothin'
    Trumpet player in the barn
    And he's puffin' both his cheeks out
    And he's liftin' both his arms

    As he blows his notes to heaven
    As the preacher dunks you in
    And all along the river
    The air is sweet as sin

    I wanna go down singin'
    Hallelujah Gabriel
    I wanna go down singin'
    Oh, you play the blues so well
    I wanna go down swingin'
    Three sheets to the wind
    I wanna go down swingin', punch drunk to the end

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    Composition: Hiatt John

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