---------- Forwarded message ---------- From: Mark Foss <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> I'll be thankful just to walk away >From boxing with You, God And live to fight another day You finally broke me This time You really knocked me to my knees You got my attention You rung my bell, yeah You stung me like a bee Now you gotta know when To throw the towel in 'Cause I'm tired of pain and the taste of sufferin' Of blood and sweat when you get what's comin' Of push and shove, of boxing gloves Of fisticuffs that test the stuff your're made of And I'll be thankful just to walk away >From boxing God And live to fight another day In the battle of wills Your legs were stronger Round after round I swear your arms kept gettin' longer `n' longer `n' longer Up to the bitter end I was goin' down swingin' But I'm tired of pain and the taste of sufferin' Of blood and sweat when you get what's comin' Of push and shove, of lacing up these gloves Of fisticuffs that test the stuff you're made of And I'll be thankful just to walk away >From boxing with You, God And live to fight another day Okay You win I won't get up again 'Cause I'm tired of pain and the taste of sufferin' Of blood and sweat when you get what's comin' Of push and shove, my face in Your glove Of fisticuffs that test the stuff you're made of And I'll be thankful just to walk away >From boxing You, God And live to fight another day And I'll be grateful just to crawl away >From boxing You, God And live to breathe another day By Layton Howerton --Boxing God from the album of the same name. ------------ Mark Foss 10857 SE 318th Pl. Auburn, WA 98092-3007 (253) 833-8280 -------------------------- _______ To unsubscribe, send "unsubscribe rangernet" to [EMAIL PROTECTED] "Eat the hay & spit out the sticks!" RTKB&G4JC! Autoresponder: [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://rangernet.org
