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Come to the door, Ma, and unlock the chain
F#
I was just passin' through and got caught in the rain
C#
There's nothin' I want, nothin' that you need say
G# C#
Just let me lie down for a while and I'll be on my way
C# F# C#
I was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern Queen
F#
With the police on my back I fled to New Orleans
C#
I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made
G# C#
I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade
C# F# C#
Baton Rouge, Poncitoula, and Lafayette town
F#
Well they paid me their money, Ma, I knocked the men down
C#
I did what I did well it come easily
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Restraint and mercy, Ma, were always strangers to me
HARP SOLO
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I fought champion Jack Thompson in a field full of mud
F#
Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our blood
C#
In the twelfth I slipped my tongue over my broken jaw
F#
I stood over him and pounded his bloody body into the floor
C#
Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept on
G# C#
'Till I felt my glove leather slip 'tween his skin and bone
C# F# C#
Then the women and the money came fast and the days I lost track
F#
The women red, the money green, but the numbers were black
C#
I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bets
G# C#
I took my good share, Ma, I have no regrets
C# F# C#
Then I took the fix at the state armory with big John McDowell
F#
From high in the rafters I watched myself fall
C#
As he raised his arm my stomach twisted and the sky it went black
G# C#
I stuffed my bag with their good money and I never looked back
F# C#
Understand, in the end, Ma, every man plays the game
G# C#
If you know me one different then speak out his name
F#
Ma if my voice now you don't recognize
C# G# C#
Then just open the door and look into your dark eyes
F#
I ask of you nothin', not a kiss not a smile,
C# G# C#
Just open the door and let me lie down for a while
C# F# C#
Now the gray rain's fallin' and my ring fightin's done
F#
So in the work fields and alleys I take all who'll come
C#
If you're a better man than me then just step to the line
F#
Show me your money and speak out your crime
C#
Now there's nothin' I want, Ma, nothin' that you need say
G# C#
Just let me lie down for a while and I'll be on my way
C#
Tonight in the shipyard a man draws a circle in the dirt
F#
I move to the center and I take off my shirt
C#
I study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain, Man, nor time can erase
G# F# C#
I move hard to the left and I strike to the face
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