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 drinking balls and beers
hes a hero to most he meets
but inside he cries black swollen eyes this man he sheds no tears
Now his wife & kids sing a different tune
as they worry about their daddy dying
but this arrogant fool breaks every rule
it'll be nothing but pride that kills him
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Could he listen no he won't
that's all she wrote
he'll be dead before the daylight shines
cause the thoughts and prayers of a million strong
might keep this fool from dying
He's a legend in the bar with every scar
fights a thousand bigger men,
now he fights and looses got all the bruises
will someone please step in?
This Irish fools got a great big heart
he keeps climbing back into the ring
In the low down circles where he holds his court
this man he once was king
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this one goes out to the Boston punks and skins... vary from CD
This one goes out to everyone at six fifty six Adams street...how you doing? fellas