Buddy Miller Love Match written by Paul Kennerley
The crowd had gathered
They heard the word
that pretty soon I’d be losing
her
They stood in line just to see
The work that she would make of
me
They held their breath whispered low
Waiting for that final blow
They called her name she was picked to win
As we walked out into the ring
In the
first round she broke my
heart
In the
second round she tore it
apart
In the
third round I was on the
ropes
In the
forth round I didn’t have a h
ope
The thing she said in the final bout
Laid me low really
knocked me out
She waved to the crowd without a scratch
The
heartache champion of this l
ove ma
tch
Mmm
love
match mmmm
love match
They called for blood and wanted more
They picked me up off of the
floor
My head was spinning
I staggered round
I couldn’t stand for falling
down
The lights were dimmed I heard them say
You can’t make it anyway
I was game I climbed back in
I tried to win her back a
gain
In the first round she hurt me
bad
In the
second round I couldn’t handle
that
In the t
hird round I almost d
ied
In the
forth round I saw that look in her
eyes
I knew right then how it would be
She turned and walked
away from me
I shouted fair and square there ain’t no catch
She’s the
heartache champion of the
love
match
Mmm l
ove m
atch mmmm
love match
SOLO
They held their breath whispered low
Waiting for that final blow
The lights were dimmed I hear them say
You can’t make it anyway
In the
first round she broke my
heart
In the
second round she tore it
apart
In the
third round I was on the
ropes
In the
forth round I didn’t have a h
ope
I knew right then how it would be
She turned and walked awa
y from me
I shouted fair and sqaure there ain’t no catch
She’s the
heartache champion of the
love
match
Mmm l
ove m
atch mmmm
love
match
>From Buddy Miller “Cruel Moon”
Hightone Records 1999
Irving Music/Little March Music(BMI)
Buddy Miller vocals/guitar
Byron House bass
John Gardner drums
Tammy Rogers fiddle
Steve Earle vocals
