Song | Song For Sonny Liston |
Artist | Mark Knopfler |
Album | One Take Radio Sessions |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mark Knopfler | |
作词 : KNOPFLER, MARK | |
So many mouths to feed on the farm | |
And 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 | |
BewareThe | |
Bear's in town | |
Somebody's money says the | |
Bear's going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny's going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny's going down for miles and miles | |
YeahThe 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 shark skin 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 | |
YeahJoe 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't want him on the throne | |
And the hacks and the cops wouldn't leave him alone | |
BewareThe | |
Bear's in town | |
Somebody's money says the | |
Bear's going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny's going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny's going down for miles and miles | |
YeahAt the foot of his bed with his feet on the floor | |
There was dope in his veins and a pistol on the drawer | |
One lone 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 | |
KingNever 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 | |
YeahThey 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 | |
BewareThe | |
Bear's in town | |
Somebody's money says the | |
Bear's going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny's going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny's going down for miles and miles | |
Yeah |
zuo qu : Mark Knopfler | |
zuo ci : KNOPFLER, MARK | |
So many mouths to feed on the farm | |
And 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 | |
BewareThe | |
Bear' s in town | |
Somebody' s money says the | |
Bear' s going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
YeahThe 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 shark skin 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 | |
YeahJoe 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' t want him on the throne | |
And the hacks and the cops wouldn' t leave him alone | |
BewareThe | |
Bear' s in town | |
Somebody' s money says the | |
Bear' s going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
YeahAt the foot of his bed with his feet on the floor | |
There was dope in his veins and a pistol on the drawer | |
One lone 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 | |
KingNever 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 | |
YeahThey 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 | |
BewareThe | |
Bear' s in town | |
Somebody' s money says the | |
Bear' s going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Yeah |
zuò qǔ : Mark Knopfler | |
zuò cí : KNOPFLER, MARK | |
So many mouths to feed on the farm | |
And 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 | |
BewareThe | |
Bear' s in town | |
Somebody' s money says the | |
Bear' s going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
YeahThe 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 shark skin 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 | |
YeahJoe 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' t want him on the throne | |
And the hacks and the cops wouldn' t leave him alone | |
BewareThe | |
Bear' s in town | |
Somebody' s money says the | |
Bear' s going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
YeahAt the foot of his bed with his feet on the floor | |
There was dope in his veins and a pistol on the drawer | |
One lone 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 | |
KingNever 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 | |
YeahThey 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 | |
BewareThe | |
Bear' s in town | |
Somebody' s money says the | |
Bear' s going down | |
Yeah, the | |
Bear never smiles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Sonny' s going down for miles and miles | |
Yeah |