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3/4 | G / / | G / / | G / /| G / / |GCome to the door, Ma, and unlockC the chaiGn I was just passin' through and got caught in the rCain There's nothin' I want, nothin' that you need sGay Just let me lie down for a while and I'll Dbe on my wGayI was no moGre than a kid when you put me on the CSouthern GQueen With the police on my back I fled to New OrleCans I fought in the dockyards and with the money I mGade I knew the fight was my home and bDlood was my trGadeGBaton Rouge, Poncitoula, and CLafayette Gtown Well they paid me their money, Ma, I knocked the men dCown I did what I did well it come easilGy D G | Restraint and mercy, Ma, were always strangers to meHARP SOLO | G | G | G | C |C | Em | Em | G | C | C | C | G | G | G | GI fought cGhampion Jack Thompson in a Cfield full of Gmud Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our bClood In the twelfth I slipped my tongue over my broken jGaw I stood over him and pounded his bloody body into the flCoor Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept oGn 'Till I felt my glove leather slip 'tweDen his skin and bGoneThen the wGomen and the money came fast and the Cdays I lost Gtrack The women red, the money green, but the numbers were blCack I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bGets I took my good share, Ma, I hDave no regreGtsThen I took the fGix at the state armory with Cbig John McGDowell From high in the rafters I watched myself Cfall As he raised his arm my stomach twisted and the sky it went Gblack I stuffed my bag with their good money and I nDever looked baGckUndersCtand, in the end, Ma, every man plays the gGame If you know me one different then sDpeak out his naGme MCa if my voice now you don't recognize Then just opGen the door and look inDto your dark eyGes I aCsk of you nothin', not a kiss not a smile, Just oGpen the door and let me lie dDown for a whGileNow the gGray rain's fallin' and my ring Cfightin's Gdone So in the work fields and alleys I take all who'll cCome If you're a better man than me then just step to the lGine Show me your money and speak out your cCrime Now there's nothin' I want, Ma, nothin' that you need sGay Just let me lie down for a while and I'll Dbe on my wGayTonigGht in the shipyard a man draws a circle in the dirt I move to the center and I take off my sChirt I study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain, Man, nor time can eGrase I move hard to the left and I Dstrike to theC faceG