Jack Hayter - A Boxer's Dead Wife lyrics

She's the ghost of a statue under a shadow That's no longer there. She's the waft of cheap scent The click of a heel on Brownlow Hill And I told her Id sparred with Mickey Bennett Fixed up cars for Danny Tucker. Punched above my weight On Brownlow Hill one faded Tuesday. You know we are weightless when we're gone. And will be lifted up while they are all dragged down. She knows I'll be weightless when I'm gone We'll walk up Hope Street arm in arm. Oh God I was so easily led I would take my orders from any pa**ing fly. And I was weak I was wanting And the devil knows why. f*g ash and footsteps and marks in the road A busted stiletto heel, They said his car threw you 40 yards on Brownlow Hill That faded Tuesday. You know we are weightless when we're gone. And will be lifted up while they are all dragged down. She knows I'll be weightless when I'm gone We'll walk up Hope Street arm in arm.