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THE PRIZEFIGHTER AND THE HEIRESS, JOHNNY FLYNN

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The prizefighter and the heiress, both talented in their way
Both fighting for inheritance, both entitled to their day
Said the fella “I’ve thrown my gloves and loosed my shoes
Come join me in the ring my friend
Quit these lonesome blues, quit my lonesome blues”
The lady thought the longest while and bathed the time in light
She came to the conclusion that he hadn’t won the fight
“Put your gloves back on,” she says “And steady with your pride
You’ve dealt the eldest hand my love but that part of me has died”