INTRO: D  C  G  D  (2x)

          C           G         D 
Tiger Tom Dixon had a gift from god
                 C               G       D 
He could hit you quick, he could hit you hard
                   C           G              D    
In a world where a man's hands are put to the test
          C       G              D      G
Tiger Tom Dixon's hands were the best 


CHORUS:
                           A      G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
                         A                   G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
                            A                 G
Barrooms and pool halls with nothing to show
                         A             
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
   D         C      G   D  
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D  
Tiger Tom Dixon 


                   C            G       D 
He'd step into the ring, gloves tied on tight
                 C              G             D 
After humbling a man, Tom would tie one on in spite
                 C               G            D 
Kick back into a whiskey like it was an easy chair
            C              G         D 
Drink to anything that the Devil may care 


                 C         G         D 
Now Tom held the future in his right fist
                      C        G             D 
But there was no good time Tom Dixon could resist
               C          G                 D 
No neon in New England he hadn't passed out under
         C                G        D        G
No white lightning hadn't felt his thunder 


CHORUS:
                           A      G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
                         A                   G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
                             A                 G
Barrooms and bar stools with nothing to show
                         A             
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
   D         C      G   D  
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D 
Tiger Tom Dixon 


INSTRUMENTAL: D  C  G  D  (4x)


             C           G          D 
Tougher than leather and quick as a cat
                 C          G         D 
Till a young man one day is no longer that
                         C         G           D 
And the dreams of those around him sink to the quick
                    C                G           D 
When he slows just enough for them to figure the trick 


                C          G                D 
Come a day in December the steely winds did blow
                C       G         D 
Into the ring a man Tom Dixon did know
                           C               G          D 
It was himself without the bottle, and the dream held fast
              C                     G            D  
He took Tom's dream with him and he never looked back 


                       C            G         D 
Tom rolled around that bottle for a couple of years
                       C         G       D 
Till he was put in the ground by his own fears
                C           G            D 
Now all that is left is the story I have told
                         C          G        D         C      G  D
And the dream that still waits to unfold for Tiger Tom Dixon 
          C      G  D  G
Tiger Tom Dixon 


CHORUS:
                           A      G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
                         A                   G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
                             A                 G
Barrooms and bar stools with nothing to show
                         A             
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
   D         C      G   D  
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D         C      G   D 
Tiger Tom Dixon 
D         C      G   D 
Tiger Tom Dixon 
D         C      G   D 
Tiger Tom Dixon