Biografía:
Thomas George "Tom" Russell (born 5 March 1950) in Los Angeles) is an American singer-songwriter. Although most identified with the country music tradition, his music also incorporates elements of folk, Tex-Mex and the cowboy music of the American West. His songs have been recorded by artists such as Johnny Cash, Nanci Griffith, Dave Alvin, Suzy Bogguss and more. In addition to his music, he is also a painter of folk art and has published a novel and a book of songwriting quotes co-authored with Sylvia Tyson.
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Blue Wing –Tom Russell
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He had a Blue Wing tattooed on his shoulder. Well it might have been a
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blue bird I don't know.
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But he'd get stone drunk and talk about Alaska. Salmon boats and forty-
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five below
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He said he got that Blue Wing up in Walla Walla. Where his cellmate there
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was a little Willy John
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Willy he was once a great blues singer. And Wing and Willy wrote him up a
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song:
CHORUS
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He said its dark in here…can't see the sky. But I look at this Blue Wing
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and I close my eyes
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Then I fly away, beyond these walls… Up above the clouds, where the rain
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don’t fall
Am G Am G
On a poor man’s dreams… (yaa, On a poor man’s dreams, yaa)
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Well they paroled Blue Wing in August, 1963
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And he moved on pickin’ apples to the town of Wenatchee.
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Winter finally caught him in a run down trailer park,
Dm G C
On the south side of Seattle where the days grow gray and dark
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And he drank and he dreamt a vision of when the salmon still swam free
C Dm
And his father’s father’s crossed that wide old Bering Sea.
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And the land belonged to everyone, and there were old songs left to sing.
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Now it’s narrowed down to a cheap hotel and a tattooed prison wing.
Chorus
C
Well he drank his way to L.A. and that’s where he died. But no one knew his Christian name
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And there was no one there to cry. But I dreamt there was a service.
Dm
A preacher and an old pine box.
Dm G C
And halfway through the sermon you know Blue Wing began to talk
Chorus
C
He had a Blue Wing tattooed on his shoulder. Well it might have been a
Dm
blue bird I don't know.
G
But he'd get stone drunk and talk about Alaska. Salmon boats and forty-
C
five below
C
He said he got that Blue Wing up in Walla Walla. Where his cellmate there
Dm
was a little Willy John
Dm G
Willy he was once a great blues singer. And Wing and Willy wrote him up a
C
song:
CHORUS
C F C
He said its dark in here…can't see the sky. But I look at this Blue Wing
G
and I close my eyes
C F C
Then I fly away, beyond these walls… Up above the clouds, where the rain
G
don’t fall
Am G Am G
On a poor man’s dreams… (yaa, On a poor man’s dreams, yaa)
C
Well they paroled Blue Wing in August, 1963
C Dm
And he moved on pickin’ apples to the town of Wenatchee.
Dm
Winter finally caught him in a run down trailer park,
Dm G C
On the south side of Seattle where the days grow gray and dark
C
And he drank and he dreamt a vision of when the salmon still swam free
C Dm
And his father’s father’s crossed that wide old Bering Sea.
Dm
And the land belonged to everyone, and there were old songs left to sing.
Dm G C
Now it’s narrowed down to a cheap hotel and a tattooed prison wing.
Chorus
C
Well he drank his way to L.A. and that’s where he died. But no one knew his Christian name
C Dm
And there was no one there to cry. But I dreamt there was a service.
Dm
A preacher and an old pine box.
Dm G C
And halfway through the sermon you know Blue Wing began to talk
Chorus
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