Down I Go

Hello friend and hello stranger,

I caught up with your staring eyes,

at my black eye and my complexion.

That's because every time I fight,

Down I go

Down I go

Boxing is a nice profession

if you have the winning punch.

Technically not up to standard,

it means I'm crap, if you got the hunch.

Down I go

Down I go

Big night, big crowd, heavy showdown,

big pride yes I've got to win.

I dive and strike, evade and counter,

a mean right hook my legs give in.

And down I go

Down I go

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ...

Just one count before the deadline

I arise resume my pose.

Through my bloodshot burning eyes,

I see this glove comin' at my nose.

And down I go

Down I go

I wake up, I am in a sickbay

wake up from a nasty dream.

I go downstairs to get some water,

untied shoelace, trip and scream.

And down I go

Down I go

May be I should take up bowling,

or take a sailboat out to sea.

I probably would strike a leak,

because my fate will follow me.

Then down I go

Down I go

Down I go (4x)