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Song for Sonny Liston

    So many mouths
   To feed on the farm
   Sonny was the second
   To the last one born
   His mamma ran away
  And his daddy beat him bad
   And he grew up wild
   Good love he never had
    He had a left
   Like henry's hammer
  A right like betty bamalam
   Rode with the muggers
   In the dark and dread
  And all them sluggers
   Went down like lead
  Well he hung with the hoods
  He wouldn't stroke the fans
   But he had dynamite
   In both his hands
    Boom bam
   Like the slammer door
   The bell and the can
  And the bodies on the floor
  Beware the bear's in town
  Somebody's money says
  The bear's going down
  Yeah, the bear never smiles
   Sonny's going down
   For miles and miles
   Sonny's going down
   For miles and miles
  The writers didn't like him
   The fight game jocks
  With his lowlife backers
  And his hands like rocks
  They didn't want to have
    A bogey man
   They didn't like him
  And he didn't like them
    Black cadillac
    Alligator boots
   Money in the pockets
   Of his sharkskin suits
   Some say the bear
    Took a flop
  They couldn't believe it
  When they saw him drop
    He had a left
   Like henry's hammer
  A right like betty bamalam
   Rode with the muggers
   In the dark and dread
   And all them sluggers
   Went down like lead
   Joe Louis was his hero
   He tried to be the same
   But a criminal child
   Wears a ball and chain
  So the civil rights people
  Didn't want him on the throne
  And the hacks and the cops
  Wouldn't leave him alone
  Beware the bear's in town
  Somebody's money says
  The bear's going down
  Yeah, the bear never smiles
   Sonny's going down
   For miles and miles
   Sonny's going down
   For miles and miles
   At the foot of his bed
  With his feet on the floor
  There was dope in his veins
  And a pistol on the drawer
  There was no investigation
     As such
   He hated needles
  But he knew too much
    Criss-crossed
    On his back
   Scars from his daddy
   Like slavery tracks
  The second-last child
  Was the second-last king
  Never again was it the same
    In the ring
    He had a left
   Like henry's hammer
  A right like betty bamalam
  Rode with the muggers
  In the dark and dread
  And all them sluggers
   Went down like lead
  They never could be sure
  About the day he was born
   A motherless child
  Set to working on the farm
  And they never could be sure
   About the day he died
  The bear was the king
   They cast aside
  Beware the bear's in town
  Somebody's money says
  The bear's going down
  Yeah, the bear never smiles
   Sonny's going down
   For miles and miles
   Sonny's going down
   For miles and miles

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50年代後半のリストンはとんでもなく強いです。
攻防のスキルは極めて洗練されていて、かつスピードがあってパワフル。
現代の水準と照らしても十二分に素晴らしい。
カシアス・クレイ戦の頃は実力的にピークは過ぎていたようです。
それでも初戦は7Rに棄権するまでは優位に戦ってますけどね。