This time he let Glenn emerge briefly from the shadows during the break. Beautiful communication between the two of them, there. As ever, Danny Cummings' sticks help hold the roof up after Mark Knopfler raises it.
he is able to write every kind of music... give him a piece of wood and a few strings... i'm sure he will play guitar on it...splendid man... musician of my heart...
you have to be one of the greatest musicians of the time, to bring so many high class musicians with you like mark did here. well mark life long and prosper.... we all love you
Mark I have listen to your music through my teenage years and through a 34 year military career that saw me serve in combat in Gulf War, Iraq and Afghanistan included a few more. Just want to say still love the music it kept me going during some very low points and whilst celebrating good times. Thanks mate 👍😎🍻☠️
Grande virtuosismo musicale... VERAMENTE Grandi! Il batterista un genio delle percussioni. Il bassista, veramente Unico. MARK Il miglior chitarrista in circolazione.
Lyrics: So many mouths to feed on the farm Sonny was the second to the last one born His mama 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 Cris-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
Song for Sonny Liston / Lyrics Main Results So many mouths to feed on the farm Sonny was the second to the last one born His mama 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 Cris-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 Sonny Liston 1962 Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Mark Knopfler
Suberb! ...and not for being a fan, as I can be from well, way back with numerous Mark's records and in live, but for have listening this now and loving it greatly...
So many mouths to feed on the farm Sonny was the second to the last one born His mama 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 Cris-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 Sonny Liston 1962
The most mysterious and misunderstood world heavyweight champion -- ever. And the master storyteller captured it all in one song.
Mark is such a bright shining light we sometimes don’t see the brilliant musicians he has behind him in the shadows. Thank you to everyone I loved it.
This time he let Glenn emerge briefly from the shadows during the break. Beautiful communication between the two of them, there. As ever, Danny Cummings' sticks help hold the roof up after Mark Knopfler raises it.
Very special song for Sonny Liston! What a sad, hard and complicated life he endured. Very nice gesture.🧚🏻♂️🥊✌️
he is able to write every kind of music... give him a piece of wood and a few strings... i'm sure he will play guitar on it...splendid man... musician of my heart...
Gritty, and haunting. Tears for Sonny, and every motherless child.
Love, love, love this song, the groove is awesome!
you have to be one of the greatest musicians of the time, to bring so many high class musicians with you like mark did here. well mark life long and prosper.... we all love you
Knopfler's storytelling ability focusing on a very American tragedy,the life of Sonny Liston,is simply fantastic.
Loved this song on the album, but this live version. Brilliant.
Always been my favorite Mark Knopfler song and the best performance. The Master Storyteller spinning a tale.
Mark I have listen to your music through my teenage years and through a 34 year military career that saw me serve in combat in Gulf War, Iraq and Afghanistan included a few more. Just want to say still love the music it kept me going during some very low points and whilst celebrating good times. Thanks mate 👍😎🍻☠️
Даже русские солдаты ,которые тоже участвовали кое где,также слушают и любят эту музыку,он маэстро
Master Knopfler! The best in the world!
Danny Cummings awesome on drums.
Am from Lewiston-Auburn, Maine. This is soooo special.
What a band! Awesome!
This song is a gem 💎
Grande virtuosismo musicale... VERAMENTE Grandi! Il batterista un genio delle percussioni. Il bassista, veramente Unico. MARK Il miglior chitarrista in circolazione.
Ka-pow, Mark you nailed it like one of Sony's right hooks, with a k.o. to follow, great job you legend you!!!
Let's take a moment to acknowledge the skills of that drummer rat-tat-tatting it out on the rim of the drum all the way through the song.
Perfect.
One of those songs that I love at first hearing.
ive given up searching and selecting vids to watch of this guy...now just on auto play..great offbeat foot stomper
Love this riff!
I like it. It's smoothly song and good for relaxing. ❤Liv and Gernot from Austria
Wow. Mark and his band are so great!
Lyrics:
So many mouths to feed on the farm
Sonny was the second to the last one born
His mama 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
Cris-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
The king
this is the best version of the song
Fantastic , from far far away ❤️ 🇹🇯
Sorprendente, grande Mark Knopfler!!
Wow Mark you are the BEST
It touches me .... like always !!!!
The best and nothing else !!!!!!!
another one of my all time favourites that hard riff ooooh baby gets me going
Song for Sonny Liston
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Lyrics
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So many mouths to feed on the farm
Sonny was the second to the last one born
His mama 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
Cris-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
Sonny Liston 1962
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Mark Knopfler
This is the best performance of this song ever.
It's rare that you see an upright bass being used nowadays. It makes the usage of one here all the cooler.
What a superb piece of musical artistry!
Chante bien le blouse.tjr splendide mark
Outstanding!
Bravo màrk tu excelles je suis breton et non français mille fois merci
genious
Surpreendente som. Ritmo gostoso. Adorei ❤ Parabéns Mark e sua banda. Linda canção. ❤❤🔥😍❤🎶🎸🎤🎸🎸🎶🎵💎💥⚘👏👏👏👏
Perfection
you shouldn't disable ratings, this is amazing!
Great Great Great Danny.
Aah! So relaxing :)
love love love wonderful
Fantastico!
That'll get ya groovin'!!!
my o my..knofler is mo brother..
Sweet drumming !!
The best !
Amazing....creative...make a super cool flick
Preach brother!!!😇
Бомба! 🥰🥰🥰
The best 🎸🙌🏻
Tough song. Great tribute.
great song
Sonnys blues
such a great song. how about the job done by Danny Cummings & Glenn Wort. Such superb support
The guys behind Mark are also extraordinary. I love especially Cummings. ❤️❤️
The live versions of this song are so much better than the album version
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Sei il N. 1
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Suberb! ...and not for being a fan, as I can be from well, way back with numerous Mark's records and in live, but for have listening this now and loving it greatly...
always been a great artist
1/4 The Beat ,ok.!
MK,todos,os,dias,tenho,de,te,ouvir,
Que,loucura
Emmylou Harris made all the difference here...
Great!! The bass should be more loud!!
So many mouths to feed on the farm
Sonny was the second to the last one born
His mama 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
Cris-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
Sonny Liston 1962
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WOW
MR GUY FLETCHER ❤❤❤
...all them suckers went down like lead. Definitely "A MAN" this Sonny Liston.
Sluggers
nice
Super
lets hear it for Glen that bass is something else
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He's playing a LP
SONNY BOY
The Knopf is god
Happy music chuck it on lv Casey x2019 rip
Charles sonny liston.
Does he use one chord? 😃
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Tell it!!!!
Preach it brother , preach the truth!!!
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poor sony, and sum is now for fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
>!MOOOOAAAWR BANJO!
need more bass
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no bass
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