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SHOT TOWER
Copyright © October 2000
Susan Werner
Danny was seven years old when he first went to Watertown
His father took him to the tower in the middle of the square
He wanted his son to see where they made the bullets for the Civil War
He said, "Danny, one man sits up top and pours each shot from there"
And he said, "The hot steel falls through the air
Cooling, hardening, shaped as it falls
By the time it hits bottom, it fits the gun"
In the shot tower
In the shot tower
It was soon after that Danny's father ran off with the neighbour's wife
And all the kids knew it and they talked about it all year
His mother worked late and she came home way too tired to see the floor
So she never noticed the crack in the hallway mirror
And the hot tears fall through the air
Cooling, hardening, shaped as they fall
By the time they hit bottom, they fit the gun
In the shot tower
And now at the dealer who makes his quick dollar
And at the police too distracted to know
And at the best friend saying, "Go Danny go Danny go Danny go"
Go Danny go Danny go
Danny just turned seventeen when he drove into Watertown
He parked on the street, walked down to the middle of the square
Where he pulled out a shotgun and pulled down the lead on the evening news
But he'd never see it and neither would five people there
Because the hot boys fall through the air
Cooling, hardening, shaped as they fall
By the time they hit bottom
By the time they hit bottom
They fit the gun, yeah
In the shot tower
It's a shot tower
It's a shot tower
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