Songtext von Fighter

I seen an old fighter tired and in trouble who just couldn't take anymore Something inside him kept fightin' to finish with only his feet on the floor Lord I know that it's worth any price you could pay to see truth in whatever disguise But I'd've played double for one look of pleasure a piece of relief in his eyes Ain't that clown laughin' like crazy ain't his eyes empty and deep Don't he sound sad as a baby when she cries out in her sleep We measured the space between Waylon and Willie and Willie and Waylon and me But there wasn't nothin' like Billy Joe Shaver what Billy Joe Shaver should be When he showed up sick later all bit by a spider and crazy to look in the eye He put on a show that was sad as it should've been and nobody even knew why Ain't that clown...