Jimmy Sharman's Boxers Lyrics - Midnight Oil

From the red dust north of Dalmore Downs 

Sharman's tents roll into town 

Twelve will face the auctioneer 

Sharman's Boxers stand their ground 

Their days are darker than your nights 

But they won't be the first to fall 

Children broken from their dreams 

But they won't be the first to fall 

Fighting in the spotlight 

Eye's turn blacker than their skin 

For Jimmy Sharman's boxers 

It's no better if you win 

Standing in the darkness 

Lined up waiting for the bell 

The days are wasted drinking 

At the first and last hotel 

Why are we fighting for this? 

Why are you paying for this? 

You pay to see me fall like shrapnel 

To the floor 

What is the reason for this? 

There is a reason for this? 

What is the reason they keep coming back for more? 

The blows now bring him to his knees 

But still the crowd calls out for more 

The drums are burning in his ears 

The man keeps counting out the score