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Mark Knopfler( Mark Freuder Knopfler )
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Song for Sonny Liston
Lyricist:Mark Knopfler
So many mouths To feed on the farm Sonny was the second To the last one born
His Mamma ran away And his daddy beat him bad And he grew up wild Good love he never had
He had a left Like Henry's hammer A right like Betty Bamalam
Rode with the muggers In the dark and dread And all them sluggers Went down like lead
Well, he hung with the hoods He wouldn't stroke the fans But he had dynamite In both his hands
Boom, bam Like the slammer door The bell and the can And the bodies on the floor
Beware the bear's in town Somebody's money says The bear's goin' down Yeah, the bear never smiles
Sonny's goin' down For miles and miles Sonny's goin' down For miles and miles
Yeah
The writers didn't like him The fight game jocks With his lowlife backers And his hands like rocks
They didn't want to have A bogey man They didn't like him And he didn't like them
Black Cadillac Alligator boots Money in the pockets Of his sharkskin suits
Some say the bear Took a flop They couldn't believe it When they saw him drop
He had a left Like Henry's hammer A right like Betty Bamalam
Rode with the muggers In the dark and dread And all them sluggers Went down like lead
Joe louis was his hero He tried to be the same Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But a criminal child Wears a ball and chain
So the civil rights people Didn't want him on the throne And the hacks and the cops Wouldn't leave him alone
Beware the bear's in town Somebody's money says The bear's goin' down Yeah, the bear never smiles
Sonny's goin' down For miles and miles Sonny's goin' down For miles and miles
Oh, yeah
At the foot of his bed With his feet on the floor There was dope in his veins And a pistol on the drawer
Want no investigation As such He hated needles But he knew too much
Criss crossed On his back Scars from his daddy Like slavery tracks
The second last child Was the second last king Never again was it the same In the ring
He had a left Like Henry's hammer A right like Betty Bamalam
Rode with the muggers In the dark and dread And all them sluggers Went down like lead
Yeah
They never could be sure About the day he was born A motherless child Set to workin' on the farm
And they never could be sure About the day he died The bear was the king They cast aside
Beware the bear's in town Somebody's money says The bear's goin' down Yeah, the bear never smiles
Sonny's goin' down For miles and miles Sonny's goin' down For miles and miles
Yeah
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