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In The Ring
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Stephen Flaherty
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You should've seen me when I was in my prime! I've been in this pugilism racket fifty years Fifty years, huh? Fifty years! Ain't many of us left who got the kinda knowledge I got The twenties was roarin' when I joined the game This kid comin' straight off the street I slammed Ginni Russoh and murdered John Frame [?] Aw man, was I fast on my feet Saw Tunny beat Dipsy, saw Walker go down Them times was a beautiful thing The glory and stink, and this kid on the brink of a life in the ring Then the country went bust We was hungry, alright! But I had two fists I could use They'd pit us like dogs in the boxcars at night And pay us in apples, or booze! Where else could I go? Hell, what else would I do? Took any old fight they might bring And rival by rival, I earned my survival These scars I got given for livin' my life in the ring In the ring We was the bestest Who broke every rule in the book In the ring Crowd was so loud that the walls of them halls really shook every night In the ring Here's mighty Mick! With his famous and fierce'n right hook Never had a wife Never had a son Lived a fightin' life That was all that I done All I done See, time is a fighter who doesn't relent He uses up all that you got I once was a comer I came, and I went Without ever gettin' my shot Now look at me stand with my head in my hand But what other song can I sing? Got so much inside me I'll never forget I'm seventy-six, but I ain't used up yet! Lemme help ya Lemme train ya I taught my own self, Mick Why would I need you now? *door slam* It's all been about your prime What about my prime, Mick! At least you had a prime! I ain't had no prime My legs is already goin' I ain't had nothin'! Now too late, I get to fight the champ To get my face busted, my nose broke A bum, laughed at, K.O.'d in round one, for what?! So you could have your shot? Hey Mick, come back here! Whaddaya want! You always say I got lousy footwork, I wanna know why You wanna know why? Yeah, I wanna know why You wanna know?! Yeah, I wanna know! Well, first of all You gotta start by a***yzing the greats Now, Jersey Joe Walker was light on his feet In nineteen-thirty, I saw him drop Cowboy Wallace in round one! The way he moved, the man was like... the Fred Astaire of the ring...
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