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