The Prizefighter and the Heiress Johnny Flynn

[Verse 1]
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"...

[Verse 2]
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
That part of me has died”...

[Verse 3]
I’m a fortune-telling concubine, I'm a troubleshot saloon
You’re a welterweight companion and you're light as a balloon
I’d rather chase my options now and place you in the past
The future’s not yet written, though the die behind me

Is cast
The die behind me is cast...