Tiger Tom Dixons Blues

INTRO: D  C  G  D  (2x)

          C           G         D
Tiger Tom Dixon had a gift from god
                 C               G
He could hit you quick, he could 
       D
hit you hard
                   C           G  
In a world where a man's hands are
            D
 put to the test
          C       G              
Tiger Tom Dixon's hands were the 
D      G
best


CHORUS:
                           A      G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
                         A     
Corners of counties that you'll 
              G
never know
                            A      
Barrooms and pool halls with 
           G
nothing to show
                         A
'Cept for the fists that they did 
throw
   D         C      G   D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D
Tiger Tom Dixon


                   C            G 
He'd step into the ring, gloves 
      D
tied on tight
                 C              G 
After humbling a man, Tom would 
            D
tie one on in spite
                 C               G
Kick back into a whiskey like it 
            D
was an easy chair
            C              G      
Drink to anything that the Devil 
   D
may care


                 C         G      
Now Tom held the future in his 
   D
right fist
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                      C        G  
But there was no good time Tom 
           D
Dixon could resist
               C          G    
No neon in New England he hadn't 
             D
passed out under
         C                G        
No white lightning hadn't felt his 
D        G
thunder


CHORUS:
                           A      G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
                         A     
Corners of counties that you'll 
              G
never know
                             A     
Barrooms and bar stools with 
            G
nothing to show
                         A
'Cept for the fists that they did 
throw
   D         C      G   D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D
Tiger Tom Dixon


INSTRUMENTAL: D  C  G  D  (4x)


             C           G        
Tougher than leather and quick as 
  D
a cat
                 C          G
Till a young man one day is no 
         D
longer that
                         C         
And the dreams of those around him 
G           D
sink to the quick
                    C              
When he slows just enough for them 
  G           D
to figure the trick


                C          G      
Come a day in December the steely 
          D
winds did blow
                C       G         
Into the ring a man Tom Dixon did 
D
know
                           C       
It was himself without the bottle, 
        G          D
and the dream held fast
              C                    
He took Tom's dream with him and he
 G            D
 never looked back


                       C           
Tom rolled around that bottle for a
 G         D
 couple of years
                       C         G
Till he was put in the ground by 
       D
his own fears
                C           G     
Now all that is left is the story 
       D
I have told
                         C       
And the dream that still waits to 
   G        D         C      G  D
unfold for Tiger Tom Dixon
          C      G  D  G
Tiger Tom Dixon


CHORUS:
                           A      G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
                         A     
Corners of counties that you'll 
              G
never know
                             A     
Barrooms and bar stools with 
            G
nothing to show
                         A
'Cept for the fists that they did 
throw
   D         C      G   D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D
Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D
Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D
Tiger Tom Dixon