There's a man who comes from night

Never born to see the light

Uses shadowns as his bed

As he walks among the dead

Father reared him as a child

Never feared he be so wild

He always thought he'd use his sense

But tough love has consequence



In the streets he is the king

Settles disputes in the ring

One by one he takes them

Give him a chance - it won't matter

he won't try - he won't get any better

I don't care what the papers say

The big stone cowboy rules the day



His old man he taught him well

The glory never reached his head

In front of TV and the crowd

He fought and made his old man proud

Oh but careful he was not

He started messin' with the pot

He did some blow and swung some caine

Now he's in a shallow grave



In the streets he is the king

Settles disputes in the ring

One by one he takes them

It's about time he gets his head back on

Straightened up living clean trying to get in the ring

Big Stone