A HULK OF A MAN

WITH A BEER IN HIS HAND

HE LOOKED LIKE

A DRUNK OLD FOOL

AND I KNEW

IF I HIT HIM RIGHT

WHY I COULD KNOCK HIM

RIGHT OFF A- THAT STOOL

BUT EVE RY BO DY

THEY SAID WATCH OUT

HEY THAT'S

TI GER MAN Mc COOL

HE'S HAD

A WHOLE LOT OF FIGHTS

AND HE'S AL WAYS

COME OUT A WIN NER

YEAH HE'S A WIN NER

BUT I'D HAD MY SELF

A BOUT FIVE TOO MA NY

AND I WALKED UP

TALL AND PROUD

I FACED HIS BACK

AND I FACED THE FACT

THAT HE HAD NE VER

STOOPED OR BOWED

I SAID TI GER MAN

YOU'RE A PUS SY CAT

AND A HUSH FELL

ON THE CROWD

I SAID LET'S YOU AND ME

GO OUT SIDE AND SEE

WHO'S A WIN NER

WELL

HE GRIPPED THE BAR

WITH ONE

BIG HAI RY HAND

AND HE BRACED

A GAINST THE WALL

HE SLOW LY LOOKED UP

FROM HIS BEER

MY GOD

THAT MAN WAS TALL

HE SAID

BOY I SEE

YOU'RE A SCRAP PER

SO JUST BE FORE

YOU FALL

I'M GON NA TELL YA

JUST A LIT TLE

'BOUT WHAT IT MEANS

TO BE A WIN NER

HE SAID NOW YA SEE

THESE BRIGHT WHITE

SMI LIN' TEETH

YOU KNOW

THEY AIN'T MY OWN

MINE ROLLED A WAY

LIKE CHICK LETS

DOWN THE STREET

IN SAN AN TONE

BUT I LEFT

THAT PER SON CUR SIN'

NUR SIN' SE VEN

BRO KEN BONES

AND UH

HE ON LY BROKE

UH THREE OF MINE

THAT MAKES ME

THE WIN NER

HE SAID NOW

BE HIND THIS GRIN

I GOT A STEEL PIN

THAT HOLDS MY JAW

IN PLACE

A TRO PHY OF

MY MOST SUC CESS FUL

MO TOR CY CLE RACE

AND EACH MOR NIN'

WHEN I WAKE

AND TOUCH THIS SCAR

A CROSS MY FACE

IT RE MINDS ME

OF ALL I GOT

BY BE IN' A WIN NER

NOW THIS BRO KEN BACK

WAS A DY IN' ACT

OF- A HAND SOME

HAR RY CLAY

THAT STIC KY

CIN CIN NA TI NIGHT

I STOLED HIS WIFE A WAY

BUT THAT WO MAN

SHE GETS UG LI ER

AND SHE GETS MEA NER

EVE RY DAY

BUT I GOT HER BOY

AND THAT'S

WHAT MAKES ME

A WIN NER

HE SAID

YOU'VE GOT TA

SPEAK LOUD

WHEN YOU

CHAL LENGE ME SON

'CAUSE IT'S HARD

FOR ME TO HEAR

WITH THIS TWIS TED NECK

AND THESE

MI GRAINE PAINS

AND THIS BIG OL'

CAU LI FLOWER EAR

AND IF IT WAS N'T FOR

THIS GLASS EYE OF MINE

WHY I'D SHED

A HAP PY TEAR

TO THINK OF ALL

THAT YOU'RE GON NA GET

BY BE IN' A WIN NER

I GOT ARTH- A- RI TIC

EL BOWS BOY

I GOT

DIS LO CA TED KNEES

FROM PIC KIN' FIGHTS

WITH THUN DER STORMS

AND CHAR GIN'

IN TO TREES

AND MY NOSE

BEEN BROKE

SO OF TEN

I MIGHT LOSE IT

IF I SNEEZE

AND SON YOU SAY

YOU STILL WAN NA BE

A WIN NER

NOW YOU RE MIND ME

A LOT OF

MY YOUN GER DAYS

WITH YOUR KNUC KLES

A- CLEN CHIN' WHITE

BUT BOY I'M GON NA

SIT RIGHT HERE

AND SIP THIS BEER

ALL NIGHT

AND IF THERE'S

SOME THIN' THAT

YOU GOT TA

GAIN OR PROVE

BY WIN NIN'

SOME SIL LY FIGHT

WELL O K I QUIT

I LOSE

YOU'RE THE WIN NER

SO I STUM BLED

FROM THAT BAR ROOM

NOT SO TALL

AND NOT SO PROUD

AND BE HIND ME

I STILL HEAR THE HOOTS

AND LAUGH TER

OF THE CROWD

BUT MY EYES STILL SEE

AND MY NOSE

STILL WORKS

AND MY TEETH ARE

STILL IN MY MOUTH

AND YOU KNOW

I GUESS THAT MAKES ME

THE WIN NER