Doesnt matter who does it, Blues is Blues. Storytelling is awesome on this tune. Wish I could write like that, the man has the gift! So many mouths to feed on the farm 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 henrys 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 wouldnt 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 bears in town somebodys money says the bears going down yeah, the bear never smiles sonnys going down for miles and miles sonnys going down for miles and miles the writers didnt like him the fight game jocks with his lowlife backers and his hands like rocks they didnt want to have a bogey man they didnt like him and he didnt like them black cadillac alligator boots money in the pockets of his sharkskin suits some say the bear took a flop they couldnt believe it when they saw him drop he had a left like henrys 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 didnt want him on the throne and the hacks and the cops wouldnt leave him alone beware the bears in town somebodys money says the bears going down yeah, the bear never smiles sonnys going down for miles and miles sonnys 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 criss-crossed on his back scars from his daddy like slavery tracks the second-last child was the second-last king never again was it the same in the ring he had a left like henrys 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 bears in town somebodys money says the bears going down yeah, the bear never smiles sonnys going down for miles and miles sonnys going down for miles and miles https://youtube/watch?v=T2rZ405jzqs
Posted on: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 03:27:33 +0000
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