Boxer

Got your pride and your prose

Tucked just like a Tommy gun

Somewhere in the smoke

Just in case you need it

I know you got your pride and your prose

Tucked just like a Tommy gun

Somewhere in the smoke, just in case you need it, son

I heard it's been a ride, rougher than the last one

What'd you used to say? Oh, the harder they come

But he, he swears he's praying for a good time

And he, he said, he just doesn't miss her

And I have heard you never really lose it, do you?

Do you?

You took it all gracefully on the chin

Knowing that the beatings had to someday end

You found the bandages inside the pen

And the stitches on the radio

But there was something heavy holding you down

And there were whispers that were driving you crazy

And now you haunt the heart of this town

Remember when I knew a boxer, baby

And your tattooed knuckles, oh how they grind down

Try to be a man, tough just like your father

Try to settle down, more like c-calm down

Remember them songs and the reasons we were singing for

But he said he just doesn't miss her

And he, he says it's somewhere in his framework

And I have heard you never really lose it, do you?

Do you?

You took it all gracefully on the chin

Knowing that the beatings had to someday end

You found the bandages inside the pen

And the stitches on the radio

But there was something heavy holding you down

And there were reasons that were driving you crazy

Until you haunt the heart of this town

Remember when I knew a boxer, baby

And you can wait all night long

Until it all goes wrong

And you waste away your soul

And you can wait, wait, wait, wait

You took it all gracefully on the chin

Knowing that the beatings had to someday end

You found the bandages inside the pen

And the stitches on the radio

But there was something heavy holding you down

And there were whispers that were driving you crazy

Until you haunt the heart of this town

Remember when I knew a boxer, baby

Remember when I knew a boxer, baby