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Stan' up An' Fight - Sammy Davis Jr.

Thanks a lot!

I'm sure glad to be,

To be where I can see

So many friends o' mine.

How've I been doin'?

How've I been doin'?

If you really want to know the truth,

I'm doing fine!

Seventeen

Decisions in a row,

An' only five on points;

The rest was all K.O.

Jackson an' Johnson,

Murphy an' Bronson,

One by one dey come,

An' one by one to dreamland dey go.

How's it done?

You ask me, how's it done?

I got a trainer man

That taught me all I know.

Sure feels good to have him in my corner,

To Hear his voice a-whisp'rin' low:

" Remember, Big boy, You must remember

Stant up and fight until you hear de bell,

Stant toe to toe,

Trade blow fer blow,

And keep punchin' till you make yer punches tell,

And show dat crowd watcher know!

Until you hear dat bell,

Dat final bell,

Stant up and fight like hell !"

When you fight

Out in de open air,

In a patch o' light

The ring looks small and white.

Out in de blackness,

Out in de blackness,

You can feel a hunterd thousan' eyes

Filling the night.

Cigarettes

Are blinking in the dark,

And making polka dots

Around baseball park,

People are quiet~

Den dere's a riot!

Someone throws a punch

And plants it smack right on the mark...

Somebody's hurt,

You kinda think it's you.

You hang across the ropes

Da's all you want to do.

Den you look around and see your trainer's eyes,

Begging you to see it through,

Dey say, "Remember,

Big Boy, remember

Stand up and fight until you hear the bell,

Stand toe to toe,

Trade blow fer blow,

And Keep punching till you make yer punches tell,

And Show dat crowd watcher you know!

Until you hear dat bell,

Dat final bell,

Stand up and fight like hell!"

Stand up and fight

Stand up and fight

And fight like hell