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Tiger Tom Dixon's Blues - Slaid Cleaves

Tiger Tom Dixon had a gift from god

He could hit you quick he could hit you hard

In a world where a mans hands are put to the test

Tiger Tom Dixon's hands were the best

Before stepping into the ring

Little joe would tie them gloves on tight

After humbling that man tom would tie one on in spite

Kick back into a whisky like it was an easy chair

Drink to anything that the devil may care

Chorus:

Men came from boston and ohio

Corners of counties that you'll never know

Barstools and bar rooms with nothing to show

'Cept for the fist that they did throw at

Tiger Tom Dixon

Now tom held the future in his right fist

But there was no good time tom dixon could resist

Was no neon in new england he hadn't passed out under

Was no white lightening that hadn't felt his thunder

As the seasons moved on so did tom

Till there wasn't a soul around who knew his given name

Some say he was a man who ran from himself

Some say he just played the hand he was dealt

Chorus

Tougher than leather and quick as a cat

Till a young man one day is no longer that

And the dreams of those around him sink to the quick

When he slows just enough for them to figure the trick

Came a day in december the steely winds did blow

Into that ring a man tom dixon did know

Was himself without the bottle and the dream held fast

He took tom's dream with him and he never looked back

So tom rolled around in that bottle for a couple of years

Till he was put in the ground by his own fears

Now all that is left is the story i've told

And the dream that still waits to unfold for

Tiger Tom Dixon