song for sonny liston

• arabayi kullanirken degil de yolcu koltugundan disariyi seyredip ve düsüncelere dalarken dinlendiginde en iyi tad alinan muhtesem sarki. sabaha kadar devam etse bikilmaz.
• mark knopfler tarafından şeyettirilmiştir.
• sözleri ise söyle olan şarkıdır;
  
  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
  
  beware the bear's in town
  somebody's money says
  the bear's going down
  yeah, the bear never smiles
  sonny's going down
  for miles and miles
  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
  
  black cadillac
  alligator boots
  money in the pockets
  of his sharkskin suits
  some say the bear
  took a flop
  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
  
  beware the bear's in town
  somebody's money says
  the bear's going down
  yeah, the bear never smiles
  sonny's going down
  for miles and miles
  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
  
  criss-crossed
  on his back
  scars from his daddy
  like slavery tracks
  the second-last child
  was the second-last king
  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
  
  beware the bear's in town
  somebody's money says
  the bear's going down
  yeah, the bear never smiles
  sonny's going down
  for miles and miles
  sonny's going down
  for miles and miles
  
  "some day they're gonna write a
  blues for fighters. it'll just be for
  slow guitar, soft trumpet and a bell."
  
  (bkz: bir boksöre ağıt)
• sadece konsept bağı var amma, simon ve garfunkel'dan gelsin:
  
  (bkz: the boxer)
• sonny liston' ın vasiyeti gibi bir şeydir bu şarkı. mark knopfler hazretleri de bu vasiyeti bir nevi yerine getirmiştir bu şarkıyı yaparak.
  
  "some day they're gonna write a... blues for fighters. it'll just be for... slow guitar, soft trumpet and a bell." sonny liston, 1962
• şarkının bir de real live roadrunning versiyonu vardır ki mark knopfler'ın solo kariyerinin en sağlam performanslarındandır.
  
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_wkquxobf8
  
  3 müzisyen de kusursuz bir iş çıkarmışlar.