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

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

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

This one goes out to the Boston Punks and Skins
A rowdy bunch they are
This one goes out to everyone at six fifty Six Adams Street
How you doin', fellas?
This one goes out to (?)
Ballroom heroes, one no longer with us
Last but not the least, this one goes out to

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

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