The hulk of a man with a beer in his hand he
looked like a drunk old fool And I knew if I hit
him right why I could knock him off of that stool
But everybody they said watch out hey that's the
Tiger Man McCool He's had the whole lotta fights
and he's always come out winner yeah he's a winner
But I had myself about five too many and I walked
up tall and proud I faced his back and I faced the
fact that he had never stooped or bowed I said
Tiger Man you're a pussycat and a hush fell on the
crowd I said let's you and me go outside and see
who's the winner Well he gripped the bar with one
big hairy hand then he braced against the wall He
slowly looked up from his beer my God that man was
tall He said boy I see you're a scrapper so just
before you fall I'm gonna tell you just a little
bout what it means to be a winner He said now you
see these bright white smilin' teeth you know they
ain't my own Mine rolled away like Chicklets down
the street in San Antone But I left that person
cursin' nursin' seven broken bones And he only
broke ah three of mine that makes me the winner He
said now behind this grin I got a steel pin that
holds my jaw in place A trophy of my most
successful motorcycle race And each morning when I
wake and touch this scar across my face It reminds
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/wTLme of all I got by bein' a winner Now this broken
back was the dyin' act of a handsome Harry Clay
That sticky Cincinnati night I stole his wife away
But that woman she gets uglier and she gets meaner
every day But I got her boy that's what makes me a
winner He said you gotta speak loud when you
challenge me son cause it's hard for me to hear
With this twisted neck and these migraine pains
and this big ole cauliflower ear And if it wadn't
for this glass eye of mine why I'd shed a happy
tear To think of all that you gonna get by bein' a
winner I got arthritic elbows boy I got dislocated
knees From pickin' fights with thunderstorms and
chargin' into trees And my nose been broke so
often I might lose if I sneeze And son you say you
still wanna be a winner Now you remind me a lotta
my younger days with your knuckles a clenchin'
white But boy I'm gonna sit right here and sip
this beer all night And if there's somethin' that
you gotta gain to prove by winnin' some silly
fight Well okay I quit I lose you're the winner So
I stumbled from that barroom not so tall and not
so proud And behind me I still hear the hoots of
laughter of the crowd But my eyes still see and my
nose still works and my teeth're still in my mouth
And you know I guess that makes me the winner