Lyrics:

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

He's been at it for years, drinking balls and beers
He's a hero to most he meets
But inside he cries black swollen eyes
This man he sheds no tears

Now his wife and 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

Could he listen? No he won't, 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
But 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 in to the ring
In the low down circles where he holds his court
This man, he once was king

Could he listen? No he won't, 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

Could he listen? No he won't, 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

This one still goes out to the Boston punks and skins, a rowdy bunch indeed
This one's for The Ducky Boys, All Systems,
And The Showcase Showdown
This one goes to , barroom heroes who are no longer with us
This goes out to one tough-ass,

He's a legend in the bar with every scar
Fights a thousand bigger men
But now he fights and loses, got all the bruises
Will someone please step in?

This Irish fools got a great big heart
He keeps climbing back in to the ring
In the low down circles where he holds his court
This man, he once was king

Could he listen? No he won't, 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