Another Star Ascending Lyrics - Singles - Ralph Mctell

(The Boxer) 

If I'd been born a street away, another star ascending 

I'd have been a fighter, a boxer in the ring 

And I salute the boxer if he lose or if he win 

Not the cigar-ash, splashed fat men 

Who sit around the ring. 

I want water in the bottle not brandy in the glass 

Bruised and battered maybe but a fighter to the last 

So I salute the boxer if he lose or if he win 

Not the cigar-ash splashed fat men 

Who sit around the ring. 

And I have watched the fighters since I was just a kid 

From their struggle through the ghettos to their championship bids 

And it ain't just for the money that a guy gets cut and bruised 

Or to please the ringside fat men 

And to keep them all amused. 

Chorus 

No boxer started out rich and I hate when they complain 

They're calling it blood money they talk of damage to the brain 

But the poor do not want charity they only want their pride 

Better go down fighting than accept the back seat ride. 

Chorus 

I'm gonna miss Muhammed when he takes his final bow 

May he go out with his fist high and ignore the screaming crowd, 

Ignore the compliments of fat men who behind their cigars hid 

And keep the sense of pride he gave to every ghetto kid.