Biography:
Slaid Cleaves (born Richard Slaid Cleaves on June 9, 1964) is an American singer-songwriter. He was born in Washington, D.C. and raised in South Berwick, Maine and Round Pond, Maine.
Slaid Cleaves’ music is marked by both the quirky blend of isolated eccentricity and steely resilience of his Yankee upbringing and the weathered soul of Texas, the state he has called home for over a decade now. First registering on the national folk scene by winning the Kerrville Folk Festival’s New Folk competition in 1992
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Other songs:
- Broken Down
- Drinkin' Days
- One Good Year
- Another Kind Of Blue
- Beautiful Thing
- Below
- Beyond Love
- Black T
- Borderline
- Breakfast In Hell
- Bring It On
- Broke Down
- Call It Sleep
- Cold And Lonely
- Cry
- Dance Around The Fire
- Dreams
- Drinkin Days
- Fairest Of Them All
- Flowered Dresses
- Getaway Car
- Go For The Gold
- Gods Own Yodeler
- Gone
- Green Mountains And Me
- Hard To Believe
- Hickory
- Hometown Usa
- Horses
- Horshoe Lounge
- I Bet She Does
- If I Had A Heart
- In The Rain
- Junkyard
- Key Chain
- Lydia
- Millionaire
- New Years Day
- No Angel Knows
- Not Going Down
- November Skies
- Oh Roberta
- Primer Gray
- Quick As Dreams
- Rust Belt Fields
- Sinners Prayer
- Song For June
- Still Fighting The War
- Temporary
- Texas Love Song
- This Morning I Was Born Again
- Tiger Tom Dixons Blues
- Tumbleweed Stew
- Twistin
- Voice Of Midnight
- Whim Of Iron
- Wishbone
- Without Her
- Working Stiff
- You Dont Have To Tell Me
- Youre A Mean One Mr Grinch
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Slaid Cleaves - Tiger Tom Dixon's Blues
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: D C G D (2x)
C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon had a gift from god
C G D
He could hit you quick, he could hit you hard
C G D
In a world where a man's hands are put to the test
C G D G
Tiger Tom Dixon's hands were the best
CHORUS:
A G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
A G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
A G
Barrooms and pool halls with nothing to show
A
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
D C G D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
C G D
He'd step into the ring, gloves tied on tight
C G D
After humbling a man, Tom would tie one on in spite
C G D
Kick back into a whiskey like it was an easy chair
C G D
Drink to anything that the Devil may care
C G D
Now Tom held the future in his right fist
C G D
But there was no good time Tom Dixon could resist
C G D
No neon in New England he hadn't passed out under
C G D G
No white lightning hadn't felt his thunder
CHORUS:
A G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
A G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
A G
Barrooms and bar stools with nothing to show
A
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
D C G D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
INSTRUMENTAL: D C G D (4x)
C G D
Tougher than leather and quick as a cat
C G D
Till a young man one day is no longer that
C G D
And the dreams of those around him sink to the quick
C G D
When he slows just enough for them to figure the trick
C G D
Come a day in December the steely winds did blow
C G D
Into the ring a man Tom Dixon did know
C G D
It was himself without the bottle, and the dream held fast
C G D
He took Tom's dream with him and he never looked back
C G D
Tom rolled around that bottle for a couple of years
C G D
Till he was put in the ground by his own fears
C G D
Now all that is left is the story I have told
C G D C G D
And the dream that still waits to unfold for Tiger Tom Dixon
C G D G
Tiger Tom Dixon
CHORUS:
A G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
A G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
A G
Barrooms and bar stools with nothing to show
A
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
D C G D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
OUTRO: (## repeat and fade to end ##)
D C G D
CAPO: 2nd Fret
INTRO: D C G D (2x)
C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon had a gift from god
C G D
He could hit you quick, he could hit you hard
C G D
In a world where a man's hands are put to the test
C G D G
Tiger Tom Dixon's hands were the best
CHORUS:
A G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
A G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
A G
Barrooms and pool halls with nothing to show
A
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
D C G D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
C G D
He'd step into the ring, gloves tied on tight
C G D
After humbling a man, Tom would tie one on in spite
C G D
Kick back into a whiskey like it was an easy chair
C G D
Drink to anything that the Devil may care
C G D
Now Tom held the future in his right fist
C G D
But there was no good time Tom Dixon could resist
C G D
No neon in New England he hadn't passed out under
C G D G
No white lightning hadn't felt his thunder
CHORUS:
A G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
A G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
A G
Barrooms and bar stools with nothing to show
A
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
D C G D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
INSTRUMENTAL: D C G D (4x)
C G D
Tougher than leather and quick as a cat
C G D
Till a young man one day is no longer that
C G D
And the dreams of those around him sink to the quick
C G D
When he slows just enough for them to figure the trick
C G D
Come a day in December the steely winds did blow
C G D
Into the ring a man Tom Dixon did know
C G D
It was himself without the bottle, and the dream held fast
C G D
He took Tom's dream with him and he never looked back
C G D
Tom rolled around that bottle for a couple of years
C G D
Till he was put in the ground by his own fears
C G D
Now all that is left is the story I have told
C G D C G D
And the dream that still waits to unfold for Tiger Tom Dixon
C G D G
Tiger Tom Dixon
CHORUS:
A G
Men came from Boston, from Ohio
A G
Corners of counties that you'll never know
A G
Barrooms and bar stools with nothing to show
A
'Cept for the fists that they did throw
D C G D
At Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
D C G D
Tiger Tom Dixon
OUTRO: (## repeat and fade to end ##)
D C G D
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