Huddled

 
G6 
A seasoned fighter in his final round 
    F#m11(b13)   Em 
He's heading home 
Am7                                       G6 
Battered, bruised and with a lazy left eye 
     F#m7(b13) 
The right's just tired 
   G6 
The family sleeps in their mobile home 
 F#m11(b13)          Em 
He longs to be around 
 Am7                   G6    F#m11(b13)  D 
To sit at peace and watch his children fall asleep 
 

 
    G6     Em           D 
He sees the punches way ahead of him 
  G6         Em             D 
A sense of a calm and quiet ending 
   G6    Em            D 
An easy dive before the bell rings 
 

 
                 Am7           D Am7 
Huddled with his wounded pride 
              G6 
Huddled by the sinking tide 
 

 
G6 
All his dreams, and how they shine so bright 
     F#m11(b13)   Em 
He could do no wrong 
Am7                                 G6 
Lightning fists and even faster feet 
   F#m7(b13) 
Steel and bone 
      G6 
Never cool, he had a wavering heart 
   F#m11(b13)      Em 
Big mistake, oh well 
 Am7               G        F#m11(b13)          D 
There is always room for roster filler down the bill 
 

 
   G6     Em           D 
He sees the punches way ahead of him 
    G6         Em             D 
A sense of a calm and quiet ending 
     G6    Em            D 
An easy dive before the bell rings 
 

 
                 Am7           D Am7 
Huddled with his wounded pride 
                  G6 
Huddled with his chosen hive