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THE BALLAD OF SAM
(T. Beechey)

Sam was a boxer from the neighborhood,he loved to box but he wasn't that good
Out of thirty-eight fights,he'd only won five --- three cause the other guy didn't arrive
His manager told him to call it quits,his doctor said he took too many hits
His wife and mother got on their knees and begged him,"Sam,retire! Please!"

But Sam had a dream since he'd been a boy and thinking about it brought him joy
He dreamt about getting a title shot and this is the part that he liked a lot
He punched the champ again and again,he finally falls,the ref counts ten
And the crowd begins to cheer and scream,Sam is the champ --- boy,what a dream!

In his thirty-ninth fight against a southpaw,Sam twisted his knee and broke his jaw
In his fortieth fight against an unknown,Sam's shoulder snapped and he broke a bone
His manager said with an angry scowl,"Sam,it's time to throw in the towel"
But Sam wouldn't listen to the man because he had his own little plan

You see,Sam had a dream since he'd been a boy and thinking about it brought him joy
He dreamt about getting a title shot and this is the part that he liked a lot
He punched the champ again and again,he finally falls,the ref counts ten
And the crowd begins to cheer and scream,Sam is the champ --- boy,what a dream!

One day while promoting his upcoming bout,the champ stopped by to check things out
He watched all the fighters spar and train --- some looked real good,others seemed in pain
That night,he received a troubling call: his next opponent couldn't fight at all
So either the fight would be surpassed or he'd have to find a replacement --- fast!
Sam heard the news and,at seven A.M,he called the hotel and talked with them
The champ and his manager,telling them how he wished he could fight the champ right now
They both started laughing,"Your record stinks! All you've fought is a bunch of finks!
"And lost them all except for five! You're about the worst boxer alive!"
Sam got undressed and crawled in bed,thinking about all the things they said
Was he no good? Just a joke? He called the hotel and again he spoke
With them both and pleaded his case as tears were streaming down his face
"This chance may never again!" he tearfully explained to the men

"I've had a dream since I'd been a boy and thinking about it brings me joy
"I dream about getting a title shot and this is the part that I like a lot
"I punch the champ again and again,he finally falls,the ref counts ten
"And the crowd begins to cheer and scream and I'm the champ --- that's my dream!"

The champ thought it might be good for a laugh,he'd finish this bum in a round-and-a-half
The fight was set and Sam's manager shrilled "I won't be there to see you get killed!"
Sam entered the ring all alone,the champ's manager said "He's yours to own!"
Rounds one to three belonged to the champ as he beat Sam's face bloody and damp
Thirty-five seconds in round four when Sam didn't think he could take any more
He threw a punch with a resounding thud,the champ's whole nose exploded in blood
The crowd began to wildly applaud,the announer screamed "Oh my God!"
Snarling with his face beet red,the champ exclaimed "Sam,you're dead!"
Sam threw another with a deafening smack and the champ fell flat upon his back
Back to his corner Sam did run but the ref didn't even count to one
The champ was out just like a light! Sam was the champ --- he'd won the fight!
The crowd arose and chanted his name and Sam thought about his sudden fame

Yes,Sam had a dream since he'd been a boy and thinking about it brought him joy
He dreamt about getting a title shot and this is the part that he liked a lot
He punched the champ again and again,he finally falls,the ref counts ten
And the crowd begins to cheer and scream,Sam is the champ --- boy,what a dream!