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now council bluffs is a rough towna lot rougher than me old manhe got caught up on its stick pinbut never was the same againhe cut his tooth on a golden glovebut he never knew where to hitflat foot left him limpingbut he never knew when to quit
now I'm sweeping the glass upcome from where I hid night after nightbut there's no sweeping the past upwhat's done is didits the same old fight'cause Council Bluffs is a rough old town
slap some shine on them trophiestake a rag upon the shelfold man's eyes they're squintingif only he could see hisselfnot that life wouldn't hit him hardless'n you could see the bruisehe just wasn't no born fighterunless he had a thing to lose
now I search for the old manshout out a name here and thereto where he leans on the trash canwhat's done is didso say your prayers'cause Council Bluffs is a rough old town
he told me that its hard to see out of black eyesand it's a bitch to breathe when your bones is brokebut you just keep on punching wallscause its all you can doto keep movingto keep moving
they don't want no more fightersmen of teeth toe and fistthe spoils go to the gentler mangone are the days of the pugilisthe ran his race and he ran it squareand each night before I put him downhe'd have a drink and we'd sit thereand never once did he make a sound
now I'm sweeping the glass upcome from where I hidnight after nightbut there's no sweeping the past upwhat's done is didand its the same old fight'cause Council Bluffs is a rough old town
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