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• Artiste: Tom Flannery
• Titre: Cinderella Man
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They called me...the Cinderella man a dead ender...with no plan American made....with a touch of the isle light heavyweight...without much style my kids are hungry....my wife she cries man'll do anything....to dry them eyes you got your reasons....and I got mine so back into...the ring I'll climb oh Cinderella man Put on the gloves...but they beat me down just follow the blood...from town to town had to give it up....in 29 depression came....and took what's mine times were hard....the work was gone 2 fists and a head....that won't last long messenger boy....a teamster shill the legs of others....at an old silk mill They called me...the Cinderella man a dead ender...that's what I am.... oh...that's what I am But what's in the blood...goes round and round fills up your head...with a moaning sound a warm body fill in...because I looked like you took him out in three....wasn't supposed to Against the champ Max Baer....I made my stand he once killed a man....with a gloved right hand for 15 rounds....while he laughed and clowned thought about my kids....and I wore him down oh Cinderella man When the gifts they came....my head was down like many a man....in New York town no time for silver.....no time for gold just keep me warm....when I get old They called me...the Cinderella man a dead ender...with no plan American made....with a touch of the isle heavyweight champ...at least for a while oh Cinderella man