The Pugilist - Tom Russell G Roll out of bed, throw some water on my face G 25 sit ups and run in place C G Put the coffee on, but the pot ain’t clean F C G All you little devils of alcohol and caffeine G Handful of vitamins, drop ‘em on the floor G My ex girlfriend’s laughin from the ice box door C G I put their photos up there, yeah we talk all the time F C G But they ain’t talkin back now, the pugilist is 59
G Cold chicken salad, glass of ice tea G Phone bills, gas bills, electricity C G And the mortgage and the junk mail, and one old Father’s day card F C G Go sweat it out kid, it’s 108 in the yard G Water the lawn, trim them old trees G Pray that your gut don’t fal down to your knees C G And Archie Moore whispers in your ear, Get up kid, you’re in your prime F C G The Champ’s on the ropes now, the pugilist is 59. Bridge: Am And the rock and the roll Am G And the fight for your soul goes on and on Am You put on the gloves Am F D You’re always ready for love Pray your passion ain’t used up and gone G The harder we love, the harder we fall G It’s cauliflower hearts and old medicine balls C G And back street affairs in all these water tank towns F C G There’s a might fine line between a heavyweight champ and a used up old clown G But this is Hollywood kid, fear strikes out G Miracles turn around one sided bouts C G Get off the floor kid, the sweet science of those old romantic lines F C G Hey the champs comin back boys, the pugilist is 59 Bridge: Am And the rock and the roll Am G And the fight for your soul goes on and on Am You put on the gloves Am F D You’re always ready for love Pray your passion ain’t used up and gone G Roll out of bed, throw some water on my face G 25 sit ups and run in place C G Put the coffee on, but the pot ain’t clean F C G All you little devils of alcohol and caffeine
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