Puncher’s Chance

Album cover art for "Puncher’s Chance" by Slaid Cleaves

Slaid Cleaves - Pop

Puncher’s Chance

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[Verse 1] I lit a candle for the lost and lonely And I stepped out into the night When I heard a voice call out my name From under the streetlamp light I knew him from my bar room days Those were rough and rowdy times Just two old men talkin' 'bout a life long left behind [Pre-Chorus] He said, "I know that I ain't ever goin' back to that old life But I'll admit I sometimes think about those wild, wild nights" [Chorus] I could never pass up defendin' The honor of a workin' girl From some tanked-up low-life poser Tryna take her for a twirl Or schoolin' some low-down rounder For dealin' that bottom card If you mеssed with me, boys, you'd go down hard [Post-Chorus] Oh, the hеadaches and the handcuffs I'm glad to leave behind And these days, I remember where I was last night But sometimes, I still think that I could win One last bar fight [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] Then I saw the old man smilin' I saw the laughter 'round his eyes All them stories of my glory days He said, "Those are mostly lies" And when it came to throwin' hands How that whiskey made me dance But I never had any more than a puncher's chance [Pre-Chorus] He said, "I know that I ain't ever goin' back to that old life But I'll admit I sometimes think about those wild, wild nights" [Chorus] I could never pass up defendin' The honor of a workin' girl From some tanked-up low-life poser Tryna take her for a twirl Or schoolin' some low-down rounder For dealin' that bottom card If you messed with me, boys, you'd go down hard [Post-Chorus] Oh, the headaches and the handcuffs I'm glad to leave behind And these days, I remember what I did last night And sometimes, I still think that I could win With a crooked nose and a battered jaw And a shoulder that never healed right Maybe in the end, I guess it's best I've had my last bar fight

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Credits

Writers
  • Brian Koppelman
  • Slaid Cleaves