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sábado, 29 de agosto de 2009
Barroom Hero
Essa música não foi feita para ele, mas bem que poderia!!
Barroom Hero
Dropkick Murphys
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
[chorus]
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...
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