The Last Hawk

[Intro] C

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I hadn't seen the place since '68
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When we all got high and we rolled that tape
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We were holed up waiting for a call from the man
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Who had crashed his bike and gave birth to the band

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I frowned and bend in my special way
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Told my daddy I was gonna teach them boys to play
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'Cause sometimes you know what you know
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You're never gonna learn if you can't let go

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I'm the last hawk, flying over Woodstock
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This is my last stop 'fore I'm on my way

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They say if you've never been to Saugerties
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Then you've never heard the wind whisper through the trees
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Never known work till you've worked holes in your knees
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And I betcha you've never heard any songs like these

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They dragged our name through the mud out there
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It didn't feel right and it didn't feel fair
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'Cause that loud rock n' roll was too much to bear
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For the soft-hearted poets down in Harvard Square

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Lee got tired, spit and swear
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Went floating down the river to a rig somewhere
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'Cause sometimes you know what you know
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You're never gonna learn if you can't let go

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I'm the last hawk, flying over Woodstock
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I can see the tree tops, praying for the rain
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This is my last stop, gonna take a long walk
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Before I take my boots off, I'll see ya round the way

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This may be the last I'll see
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Of the rotten old house down in Saugerties
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I was here and I made a mighty stand
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But I may never stand right there again

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Play a sweet song on these old keys
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And hope y'all might remember me
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'Cause all that time is here and gone
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Won't be no one left to carry it on

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From my piano bench I saw it all
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From the great ascension to the mighty fall
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How could anyone know what we sang that day
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Would tear your heart apart this way

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All my brothers they have flown away
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But I still got something left that I wanna say
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It's that sometimes you know what you know
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You'll never be free if you can't let go

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I'm the last hawk, flying over Woodstock
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I can see the tree tops, praying for the rain
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This is my last stop, gonna take a long walk
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Before I take my boots off, I'll see ya round the way

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