go down swingin'
hiatt, john
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
i'm gonna go down swingin'
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
sometimes i am a predator
other times i am a field mouse
bigger than my indiana home
'til the harvest comes along
and i leave my tiny bones
i'm gonna go down swingin'
i'm gonna go down swingin'
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
you play the blues so well