Rooftop Boxer - Lucky Sevens

All your life you've been the
Lucky kind
Running with the charmers
And the bruisers and the saints
Your body was broken
And battered like a scar
But you placed your bets
And you rolled the dice
Lucky sevens
Calling the shots
Let them bones lie where they fall
Lucky sevens
Up and down the 45
Never giving up the fight
Kid you're a bruiser
And you take those punches
Like a champ
Holding your head up like you've
Got nine lives
While the stranger inside of you
Keeps putting up the fight
One by one you conquered
Every fear
So raise a glass to the champion
Lucky sevens
Calling the shots
Let them bones lie where they fall
Lucky sevens
Up and down the 45
Never giving up the fight
Kid you're a bruiser
And you take those punches
Like a champ
Ain't it something how the world gets in your face
Ain't it something how you box away the blues
And you shake away the graves
And you cast the fears aside
And you kiss them in the ring
And you tell them all goodnight
Goodnight
Lucky sevens
Calling the shots
Let them bones lie where they fall
Lucky sevens
Up and down the 45
Never giving up the fight
Kid you're a bruiser
And you take those punches
Like a champ
Ain't it something how the world gets in your face
Ain't it something how you box away the blues
Ain't it something how the world gets in your face
Ain't it something how you box away
You box away the blues

Written by:
Jason Wiltshire

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