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...

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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