Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tiger Tom Dixon's Blues, artist - Slaid Cleaves. Album song Wishbones, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Record label: Rounder
Song language: English
Tiger Tom Dixon's Blues |
Tiger Tom Dixon had a gift from god |
He could hit you quick he could hit you hard |
In a world where a mans hands are put to the test |
Tiger Tom Dixon’s hands were the best |
Before stepping into the ring |
Little joe would tie them gloves on tight |
After humbling that man Tom would tie one on in spite |
Kick back into a whisky like it was an easy chair |
Drink to anything that the devil may care |
Men came from Boston and Ohio |
Corners of counties that you’ll never know |
Barstools and bar rooms with nothing to show |
'cept for the fist that they did throw at |
Tiger Tom Dixon |
Now Tom held the future in his right fist |
But there was no good time Tom Dixon could resist |
Was no neon in New England he hadn’t passed out under |
Was no white lightening that hadn’t felt his thunder |
As the seasons moved on so did Tom |
Till there wasn’t a soul around who knew his given name |
Some say he was a man who ran from himself |
Some say he just played the hand he was dealt |
Tougher than leather and quick as a cat |
Till a young man one day is no longer that |
And the dreams of those around him sink to the quick |
When he slows just enough for them to figure the trick |
Came a day in december the steely winds did blow |
Into that ring a man Tom Dixon did know |
Was himself without the bottle and the dream held fast |
He took Tom’s dream with him and he never looked back |
So Tom rolled around in that bottle for a couple of years |
Till he was put in the ground by his own fears |
Now all that is left is the story I’ve told |
And the dream that still waits to unfold for |
Tiger Tom Dixon |