Mark Knopfler – Song For Sonny Liston (Guitar)

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So many mouths to feed on the farm

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Sonny was the second to the last one born

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His mamma ran away and his daddy beat him bad

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And he grew up wild good love he never had

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He had a left like henry's hammer

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A right like betty bamalam

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Rode with the muggers in the dark and dread

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And all them sluggers went down like lead

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Well he hung with the hoods he wouldn't stroke the fans

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But he had dynamite in both his hands

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Boom bam like the slammer door

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The bell and the can and the bodies on the floor

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Beware the bear's in town Somebody's money says

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The bear's going down Yeah, the bear never smiles

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Sonny's going down For miles and miles

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Sonny's going down For miles and miles

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The writers didn't like him  The fight game jocks

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With his lowlife backers  And his hands like rocks

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They didn't want to have A bogey man

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They didn't like him And he didn't like them

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Black cadillac Alligator boots

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Money in the pockets Of his sharkskin suits

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Some say the bear Took a flop

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They couldn't believe it When they saw him drop

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He had a left Like henry's hammer

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A right like betty bamalam

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Rode with the muggers In the dark and dread

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And all them sluggers Went down like lead

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Joe Louis was his hero He tried to be the same

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But a criminal child  Wears a ball and chain

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So the civil rights people Didn't want him on the throne

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And the hacks and the copsWouldn't leave him alone

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Beware the bear's in town Somebody's money says

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The bear's going down Yeah, the bear never smiles

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Sonny's going down For miles and miles

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Sonny's going down For miles and miles

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At the foot of his bed With his feet on the floor

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There was dope in his veins And a pistol on the drawer

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There was no investigation As such

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He hated needles But he knew too much

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Criss-crossed On his back

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Scars from his daddy Like slavery tracks

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The second-last child Was the second-last king

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Never again was it the same In the ring

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He had a left Like henry's hammer

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A right like betty bamalam

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Rode with the muggersIn the dark and dread

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And all them sluggers Went down like lead

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They never could be sure About the day he was born

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A motherless child Set to working on the farm

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And they never could be sure About the day he died

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The bear was the king They cast aside

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Beware the bear's in town

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Somebody's money says The bear's going down

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Yeah, the bear never smiles

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Sonny's going down For miles and miles

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Sonny's going down For miles and miles