Face down in the gutter,
won't admit defeat though his clothes are soiled and black,
he's a big strong man with a child's mind,
don't you take his booze away... (hey!)
He's been at it for years drinkin balls and beers,
he's a hero to most he meets (hey hey hey!)
but inside he cries black swolen eyes,
this man he sheds no tears.
Now his wife and kids sing a different tune
as they worry bout their daddy dyin (hey hey hey!)
but this arrogant fool breaks every rule
it'll be nothin but pride that kills him
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Can he listen no he wont,
that's all she wrote,
he'll be dead before the daylight shines,
but the thoughts and prayers
of a million strong might keep this fool from dying. (x2)
[chorus]
He's a legend in the bar with every scar,
fights a thousand bigger men (hey hey hey)
now he fights and loses
got all the bruises
will someone please step in?
Cause this Irish fools got a great big heart,
he keeps climbing back into the ring (hey hey hey),
in the low down circles where he holds his court,
this man he once was king...
[chorus]
This one still goes out to the Boston Punks and Skins,
a rowdy bunch indeed...
varies from CDs
He's a legend in the bar with every scar,
fights a thousand bigger men (hey hey hey)
now he fights and loses
got all the bruises
will someone please step in?
Cause this Irish fools got a great big heart,
he keeps climbing back into the ring (hey hey hey),
in the low down circles where he holds his court,
this man he once was king...
[chorus
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