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Tom Jones - The Hitter
lrc by buchao @ LK歌词组 Rock 分队
Come to the door Ma, and unlock the chain
I was just passin’ through and got caught in the rain
There’s nothing 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
I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made
I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade
Baton Rouge, Poncitoula, and Lafayette town
Well they paid me their money Ma I knocked the men down
I did what I did well it come easily
Restraint and mercy Ma 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 tongue over my broken jaw
I stood over him and pounded his bloody body into the floor
Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept on
‘Till 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
I took my good share Ma, I have no regrets
Then I took the fix at the state armory with big John McDowell
From high in the rafters I watched myself fall
As he 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
lrc by buchao @ LK歌词组 Rock 分队
Come to the door Ma, and unlock the chain
I was just passin’ through and got caught in the rain
There’s nothing 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
I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made
I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade
Baton Rouge, Poncitoula, and Lafayette town
Well they paid me their money Ma I knocked the men down
I did what I did well it come easily
Restraint and mercy Ma 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 tongue over my broken jaw
I stood over him and pounded his bloody body into the floor
Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept on
‘Till 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
I took my good share Ma, I have no regrets
Then I took the fix at the state armory with big John McDowell
From high in the rafters I watched myself fall
As he 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
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[ti:The Hitter] [ar:Tom Jones] [al:24 Hours] [by:活在当下] [00:01.12]Tom Jones - The Hitter [00:03.06] [00:04.25]lrc by buchao @ LK歌词组 Rock 分队 [00:07.84] [00:09.28]Come to the door Ma, and unlock the chain [00:17.63]I was just passin’ through and got caught in the rain [00:26.40]There’s nothing I want, nothin’ that you need say [00:34.46]Just let me lie down for a while and I’ll be on my way¡ [00:41.06] [00:43.41]I was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern Queen [00:52.17]With the police on my back I fled to New Orleans [01:01.63]I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made [01:09.44]I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade [01:15.78] [01:18.28]Baton Rouge, Poncitoula, and Lafayette town [01:25.77]Well they paid me their money Ma I knocked the men down [01:35.79]I did what I did well it come easily [01:44.92]Restraint and mercy Ma were always strangers to me [01:51.80] [01:52.84]I fought champion Jack Thompson in a field full of mud [02:00.68]Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our blood [02:10.40]In the twelfth I slipped my tongue over my broken jaw [02:17.67]I stood over him and pounded his bloody body into the floor [02:27.75]Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept on [02:37.03]‘Till I felt my glove leather slip ‘tween his skin and bone [02:44.07] [02:45.06]Then the women and the money came fast and the days I lost track [02:53.62]The women red, the money green, but the numbers were black [03:02.64]I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bets [03:11.21]I took my good share Ma, I have no regrets [03:17.92] [03:19.00]Then I took the fix at the state armory with big John McDowell [03:28.62]From high in the rafters I watched myself fall [03:36.60]As he raised his arm my stomach twisted and the sky it went black [03:45.50]I stuffed my bag with their good money and I never looked back [03:52.22] [03:54.27]Understand, in the
