Ballad Of Lou The Welterweight
The Felice BrothersVersion1
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Powder your nose, pull off your pantyhose,
let me love you from behind, my darling.
Powder your nose, pull on your pantyhose,
we´re going down to my bout, my darling. at the end C
1.
Before the bell would ring
he had a way like Errol Flynn,
as he sauntered to the ring with a sheet on.
But the late rounds scared the girl,
heaven knows she thought the world of Lou,
it was hard to see him swaying in the neon.
Joey was a no-one,
just some big dumb kid from Flushing.
He had a face like a ugly bull, always pouting.
He hit Louie kind of low
and he stumbled on the ropes
as the bookies blocked the rows, shouting.
Ref.
2.
The blows were hard and loud,
he could hardly hear the crowd
in the bleachers where they howled, the were cheering.
I remenber in the eight,
it was clear that Lou was fading,
when somthing caught his eye by the ceiling.
He saw her as she spoke
thought the shifty yelliw smoke,
she said: Louie you look bad, are you dying?
But Louie could not answer,
his eyes were cast up to the rafters,
and they slowly sealed in silence.
Ref.
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Readable chord sheet for Ballad Of Lou The Welterweight by The Felice Brothers
[C]Powder your [Em]nose, pull [F]off your pantyho[C]se, let me [Em]love you from be[F]hind, my da[C]rling[G]. [C]Powder your [Em]nose, pull [F]on your pantyhos[C]e, we´re [Em]going down [F]to my bout[C], my d[G]arling. at the end C 1. Befo[C]re the bell would r[Em]ing he had a w[F]ay like Errol Fl[C]ynn, as he sau[Em]ntered to the r[F]ing with a [C]sheet [G]on. But the l[C]ate rounds scared the [Em]girl, heaven k[F]nows she thought the world of [C]Lou, it was h[Em]ard to see him s[F]waying in the [C]neon.[G] J[C]oey was a no-o[Em]ne, just some b[F]ig dumb kid from F[C]lushing. He had a [Em]face like a ugly [F]bull, always [C]poutin[G]g. He hit [C]Louie kind of [Em]low and he [F]stumbled on the [C]ropes as the [Em]bookies blocked the [F]rows, sho[C]utin[G]g. Ref. 2. The [C]blows were hard and [Em]loud, he could[F] hardly hear the [C]crowd in the [Em]bleachers where they [F]howled, the were [C]cheerin[G]g. I re[C]menber in the [Em]eight, it was [F]clear that Lou was f[C]ading, when [Em]somthing caught his [F]eye by the [C]ceilin[G]g. He [C]saw her as she [Em]spoke thought the [F]shifty yelliw [C]smoke, she said: [Em]Louie you look [F]bad, are you [C]dying[G]? But [C]Louie could not a[Em]nswer, his [F]eyes were cast up to the [C]rafters, and they [Em]slowly seale[F]d in si[C]lence[G]. Ref.