Come to the door ma and unlock the chainWell I was just passin' through and got caught in the rainThere's nothing that I want, nothin' that you need sayJust let me lie down for a while and I'll be on my wayI was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern QueenWith the police on my back I fled to New OrleansWell I fought in the dockyards for the the money that I madeI knew the fight was my home and the blood was my tradeBaton Rouge, Ponchatoula, and Lafayette townThey payed me their money, ma, I knocked the man downWell I did what I did, yeah it come easilyRestraint and mercy were always strangers to meI fought champion Jack Thompson in a field full of mudRain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our bloodIn the twelfth, I slipped my tounge over my broken jawI stood over him and I pounded his bloody body into the floorWell the bell rang and rang and still I kept on'Til I felt my glove leather slip 'tween his skin and boneThen the women and the money came fast and the days I lost trackThe women red, the money green, but the numbers were blackI fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their betsWell I took my good share, ma, I have no regretsI took the fix at the state armory with Big John McDowellFrom high in the rafters I watched myself fallAs they raised his arm my stomach twisted and the sky it went blackI stuffed my bag with their good money and I never looked backUnderstand, in the end, Ma, every man plays the gameIf you know me one different then speak out his nameMa, if my voice now you don't recognizeThen just open the door and look into your dark eyesI ask of you nothin', not a kiss not a smile,Just open the door and let me lie down for a whileNow the gray rain's fallin' and my ring fightin's doneSo in the work fields and alleys I take all who'll comeIf you're a better man than me then just step to the lineShow me your money and speak out your crimeNow there's nothin' I want, Ma, nothin' that you need sayJust let me lie down for a while and I'll be on my wayTonight in the shipyard a man draws a circle in the dirtI move to the center and I take off my shirtI study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain,Man, nor time can eraseI move hard to the left and I strike to the face
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Come to the door ma and unlock the chain
Well I was just passin' through and got caught in the rain
There's nothing that I want, nothin' that you need say
Just let me lie down for a while and I'll be on my way
I was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern Queen
With the police on my back I fled to New Orleans
Well I fought in the dockyards for the the money that I made
I knew the fight was my home and the blood was my trade
Baton Rouge, Ponchatoula, and Lafayette town
They payed me their money, ma, I knocked the man down
Well I did what I did, yeah it come easily
Restraint and mercy were always strangers to me
I fought champion Jack Thompson in a field full of mud
Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our blood
In the twelfth, I slipped my tounge over my broken jaw
I stood over him and I pounded his bloody body into the floor
Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept on
'Til I felt my glove leather slip 'tween his skin and bone
Then the women and the money came fast and the days I lost track
The women red, the money green, but the numbers were black
I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bets
Well I took my good share, ma, I have no regrets
I took the fix at the state armory with Big John McDowell
From high in the rafters I watched myself fall
As they raised his arm my stomach twisted and the sky it went black
I stuffed my bag with their good money and I never looked back
Understand, in the end, Ma, every man plays the game
If you know me one different then speak out his name
Ma, if my voice now you don't recognize
Then just open the door and look into your dark eyes
I ask of you nothin', not a kiss not a smile,
Just open the door and let me lie down for a while
Now the gray rain's fallin' and my ring fightin's done
So in the work fields and alleys I take all who'll come
If you're a better man than me then just step to the line
Show me your money and speak out your crime
Now there's nothin' I want, Ma, nothin' that you need say
Just let me lie down for a while and I'll be on my way
Tonight in the shipyard a man draws a circle in the dirt
I move to the center and I take off my shirt
I study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain,
Man, nor time can erase
I move hard to the left and I strike to the face
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