Chordproc: Mark Knopfler : Misc

Mark Knopfler : Misc


  1. Sailing To Philadelphia
  2. Song For Sonny Liston

Sailing To Philadelphia

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I am Jeremiah Dixon
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I am a Geordie boy
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A glass of wine with you, sir
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And the ladies I'll enjoy
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All Durham and Northumberland
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Is measured up by my own hand
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It was my fate from birth
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To make my mark upon the earth...
He calls me Charlie Mason A stargazer am I It seems that I was born To chart the evening sky They'd cut me out for baking bread But I had other dreams instead This baker's boy from the west country Would join the Royal Society...
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We are sailing to Philadelphia
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A world away from the coaly Tyne
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Sailing to Philadelphia
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To draw the line
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A Mason-Dixon Line
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Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon But I swear you'll make me mad The West will kill us both You gullible Geordie lad You talk of liberty How can America be free A Geordie and a baker's boy In the forests of the Iroquois... Now hold your head up, Mason See America lies there The morning tide has raised The capes of Delaware Come up and feel the sun A new morning has begun Another day will make it clear
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Why your stars should guide us here...
We are sailing to Philadelphia A world away from the coaly Tyne Sailing to Philadelphia To draw the line
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A Mason-Dixon Line
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A Mason-Dixon Line
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Song For Sonny Liston

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So many mouths to feed on the farm Sonny was the second to the last one born His mamma ran away and his daddy beat him bad And he grew up wild good love he never had
He had a left like Henry's hammer A right like Betty Bamalam Rode with the muggers in the dark and dread And all them sluggers went down like lead Well he hung with the hoods he wouldn't stroke the fans But he had dynamite in both his hands Boom bam like the slammer door The bell and the can and the bodies on the floor
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Beware the bear's in town, somebody's money says
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The bear's going down, yeah, the bear never smiles
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Sonny's going down for miles and miles
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Sonny's going down for miles and miles
The writers didn't like him, the fight game jocks With his lowlife backers and his hands like rocks They didn't want to have a bogey man They didn't like him and he didn't like them
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Black cadillac, alligator boots
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Money in the pockets of his sharkskin suits
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Some say the bear took a flop
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They couldn't believe it when they saw him drop
He had a left like Henry's hammer A right like Betty Bamalam Rode with the muggers in the dark and dread And all them sluggers went down like lead Joe Louis was his hero, he tried to be the same But a criminal child wears a ball and chain So the civil rights people didn't want him on the throne And the hacks and the cops wouldn't leave him alone
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Beware the bear's in town, somebody's money says
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The bear's going down yeah, the bear never smiles
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Sonny's going down for miles and miles
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Sonny's going down for miles and miles
At the foot of his bed with his feet on the floor There was dope in his veins and a pistol on the drawer There was no investigation as such He hated needles but he knew too much
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Criss-crossed on his back
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Scars from his daddy like slavery tracks
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The second-last child was the second-last king
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Never again was it the same in the ring
He had a left like Henry's hammer A right like Betty Bamalam Rode with the muggers in the dark and dread And all them sluggers went down like lead They never could be sure about the day he was born A motherless child set to working on the farm And they never could be sure about the day he died The bear was the king they cast aside
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Beware the bear's in town
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Somebody's money says, the bear's going down
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Yeah, the bear never smiles
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Sonny's going down for miles and miles
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Sonny's going down for miles and miles