Song For Sonny Liston

作词:Matthew Good

作曲:Matthew Good

所属专辑:Shangri-La

歌词

歌曲名 Song For Sonny Liston 歌手名 Mark Knopfler

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So many mouths to feed on the farm

Sonny was the second

to the last one born

His mama ran away

and his daddy beat him bad

And he grew up

wild good love he never had

He had a left like Henry 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 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 in town

Somebody money says

the bear going down

Yeah the bear never smiles

Sonny going down for miles and miles

Sonny going down for miles and miles

The writers didn like him

the fight game jocks

With his lowlife backers

and his hands like rocks

They didn want to have a bogey man

They didn like him

and he didn like them

Black Cadillac alligator boots

Money in the pockets of

his sharkskin suits

Some say the bear took a flop

They couldn believe it

when they saw him drop

He had a left like Henry 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

But a criminal child

wears a ball and chain

So the civil rights people

didn want him on the throne

And the hacks and the cops

wouldn leave him alone

Beware the bear in town

somebody money says

The bear going down

Yeah the bear never smiles

Sonny going down for miles and miles

Sonny going down for miles and miles

At the foot of his bed

with his feet on the floor

There was dope in his veins

and a pistol on the drawer

There was no investigation as such

He hated needles but he knew too much

Cris on his back

Scars from his daddy like slavery tracks

The second child

was the second king

Never again was it the same in the ring

He had a left like Henry hammer

A right like Betty Bamalam

Rode with the muggers

in the dark and dread

And all them sluggers

went down like lead

They never could be sure about

the day he was born

A motherless child set to

working 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 in town

Somebody money says

the bear going down

Yeah the bear never smiles

Sonny going down for miles and miles

Sonny going down for miles and miles

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