Mr Jones - James Murray Lyrics

It was not in 1884 but in 1995
When a British boxer aged 25 he lost his life
James Murray died in a hospital in Glasgow Sunday night
After being beaten by his opponent in a championship boxfight

Yeah he died he died Sunday night he died
In a f*cking bloody fight

30 seconds before the end of the twelfth round
His opponent not named here put him to the ground
The people they cried heavy started their own fist fight
'Cause they got not much enough for their money that night

Yeah he died he died Sunday night he died
In a f*cking bloody fight

Bottles too and chairs were flying through the air
With the unconscious boxer on a stretcher lyin' there
They carried him to the surgeons they removed a clot of blood
But repair James' damaged brain they could not

Yeah he died he died Sunday night he died
In a f*cking bloody fight

Only one day later they said your son is dead
Give up all your hope now Mum and Dad
The young gardener has grown up in a miners' town
Tomorrow he will silently be buried to the ground

Yeah he died he died Sunday night he died
In a f*cking bloody fight

The accident was followed by a many thousands' call
To prohibit the boxing sport before more men must fall
But still the fights are going on more boxers have to die
With damaged brains they have to lie and their mothers cry

Yeah he died he died Sunday night he died
In a f*cking bloody fight