SHOT DOWN (ONLY SEVENTEEN) 

 

Well the captain called from a first class seat

Said everything here is fine

I'm coming down over Moscow town

Can you bring me a bottle of wine

None of that fancy French cuisine 

I've had that a thousand times

Shot down and she was only seventeen

 Shot down and she was only seventeen 

 

Stewardess would you please come over here

My pillow just don't feel right

I'm headed back and I'm under attack

By the deadly quiet in the night

I've never seen nothing fall so fast

No I've never seen nothing so bright 

Shot down and she was only seventeen

 Shot down and she was only seventeen 

 

Well the Doo Run Run on the radio

Playing in perfect time

The captain never danced again 

Being so far past his prime

And next to his corpse in the Ukraine hills

Was a bottle of French Red wine

Shot down and she was only seventeen

 Shot down and she was only seventeen 

 

-Hewitt-

 

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SMOKEY MOUNTAIN RAIN

 

I wish I was out of the war reading Rimbaud on the shores of Lake Superior

In some backstreet lovers car out of the hallways of the emperor 

I‘d let liberty go down through the watery eyes of a dying American flag

Through cigarette smoke she‘ll dance on the edges of the hillside dressed in drag

I thought of her in the springtime where the light was bouncing and bopping off of burnt out shades

Through roses waxed in plaster he will call to her from the grave

And all through a Mexican grin, the Alamo came and remembered him

With a shotgun in his hand, barrel smoking

As she clutched at the tuft of the night, no it aint right

That she should go through all this pain  

 

Smokey Mountain rain

Ripping out my heart

Smokey mountain rain

Tearing me apart 

Smokey mountain rain

Heaven help me get her out of the rain

 

In the Eastern Twilight Grill she sits next to him on the hill

Beads of sweat rolling down her face 

She's a Cadillac design in the image of the human race

While mother nature swears

Its not her to blame but they placed her in the gamblers chair

They tied her down and ripped out her hair

Mother, mother what's it like up there?

And you call to me and you drag me inside

Between the gutter in the alley and the continental divide

You laced with morphine I swallow my pride

Take me back to Nashville, Tennessee

 

Smokey Mountain rain

Ripping out my heart

Smokey mountain rain

Tearing me apart 

Smokey mountain rain

Heaven help me get her out of the rain

 

And its pounding in my brain

From the Mississippi River to the South Dakota Plains 

And its pounding in my brain

From the Mississippi River to the Nelson Mountain Range 

 

-Hewitt-

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NEW YORK CITY OPERA HOUSE

 

I'm going down going down, to the New York City Opera House

I'm going down going down, to the New York City Opera House

You called to me today, I couldn't make it in the rain

Ithaca had chilled me to the bone

I'll meet you on my street come back to me my sweet Marie

Tell me once again you're coming home

I'm going down going down, to the New York City Opera House

 

They left her body there, in the middle of Times Square

They left her body there, in the middle of Times Square

I wonder how she felt as they were ripping off her belt

Telling her to do just as they say

I called to her again I don't know how I don't know when

I'm guessing in the end it just wasn't meant to be

It wasn't meant to be

I'm going down going down to the New York City Opera House

 

I'm going down going down, to the New York City Opera House

I'm going down going down, to the New York City Opera House

You called to me today I couldn't make it in the rain

I'd meet you on my street, please come back to me my sweet Marie

Tell me once again you're coming home

 I'm going down going down to the New York City Opera House

 

-Hewitt-

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YOU DON'T HAVE TO LIVE IN FEAR

 

I see the maples and their leaves

Shaking hands with the breeze

And the highway in my mind

With an exit to the sea

On my way to Avonlea 

With the sun going down

You don't have to live in fear

This time, my child

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You see it every day

The rifles fired again

Old men on the streets

Young me sleeping in their beds

I called to you in Paris

When they fired another round

You don’t have to live in fear 

This time, my child 

 

Took a train to the Rockies 

Took a boat out to the sea

Took a paper and a pencil 

And wrote these words to thee

It’s a struggle I know

But we'll make it there some how

You don't have to live in fear

This time, my child 

 

Whether you're at the bottom

Or the top of Robson's peak

The snows of Kilimanjaro

Or a far gone refugee

There's something here to hold you

If you dare to walk the mile

You don't have to live in fear

This time, my child

 

-Hewitt-

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BROKEN KNIGHT (FOR JOHN & YOKO)

 

Listening to the sound of the Ryman 

Echoing down to the streets

If the world was on fire would you take me higher

Would you leave me in my room to compete?

Lord I can feel it

Deep in my veins

I don't want to go down town

I don't want to go uptown
I don't want to go downtown 

I don't want to go where you held me broken in the night

 

Staying up inside the Dakota

Sleeping in the Chelsea Hotel

I don't know if you heard but I'm a man of my word

I'll say the word lord but I'll never tell

Lord I can feel it

Deep in my veins

I don't want to go down town

I don't want to go uptown
I don't want to go downtown 

I don't want to go where you held me broken in the night

 

Listen to the sound of the Ryman

Pounding through the hotel walls

Now that you’ve gone from a king to a pawn

Was it worth it to get rid of it all

Lord I can feel it

Deep in my veins

I don't want to go down town

I don't want to go uptown
I don't want to go downtown 

I don't want to go where you held me broken in the night

 

-Hewitt-

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