Blue Wing chords by Tracy Grammer

Tracy Grammer - Blue Wing


CAPO: 2nd Fret


INTRO: G

He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder
                                              Am
Well, it might have been a blue bird, I don't know
But he'd get stone drunk and talk about Alaska
                     D    G
The salmon boats and 45 below

G
He said he got that blue wing out in Walla Walla
                                        Am
And his cellmate there was Little Willy John
And Willy, he was once a great blues singer
                   D              G
And Wing and Willy wrote him up a song


CHORUS:
G                                            C
They said it's dark in here, I can't see the sky
      G                                     D
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
           G                C
And I fly away beyond these walls
             G                           D
Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall
                Em     C  D
On a poor man's dream


G
They paroled Blue Wing in August of 1963
                                      Am
He moved north picking apples, to the town of Wenatchee
And then the winter finally caught him in a run down trailer park
                                        G
On the south side of Seattle, where the days grow grey and dark


G
Well he drank and he dreamt of visions, when the salmon still ran free
                                               Am
And his fathers' fathers crossed that wide and wild old Bering Sea
And the land belonged to everyone and there were old songs yet to sing
                                              G
Now it's narrowed down to a cheap hotel and a tattooed prison wing


CHORUS:
G                                       C
Hey, it's dark in here, I can't see the sky
      G                                     D
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
           G                C
And I fly away beyond these walls
             G                           D
Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall
                Em     C  D
On a poor man's dream


INTERLUDE:

G
Well, he drank his way to LA, and that's where he died
                                                 Am
And nobody knew his Christian name and there was no one there to cry
But I dreamt there was a funeral, a preacher and a cheap pine box
                                           G
And halfway through the service, that blue wing began to talk


CHORUS:
G                                           C
He said, it's dark in here, I can't see the sky
      G                                     D
But I look at this blue wing and I close my eyes
           G                C
And I fly away beyond these walls
             G                           D
Up above the clouds where the rain don't fall
                Em     C  D
On a poor man's dream
                Em     C  D
On a poor man's dream
                Em     C  D  G