Song | Barroom Hero |
Artist | Dropkick Murphys |
Album | Do Or Die |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Casey | |
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, swollen 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 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 man 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 | |
He's a legend in the bar with every scar | |
Fights a thousand bigger men, hey, hey, hey | |
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 climbin' back into the ring, hey, hey, hey | |
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 goes out to the | |
Boston Punks and | |
SkinsA rowdy bunch they are | |
This one goes out to everyone at | |
Six Fifty | |
Six Adams | |
StreetHow you doin', fellas? | |
This one goes out to [Incomprehensible] | |
Ballroom heroes, one no longer with us | |
Last but not the least, this one goes out to[Incomprehensible] | |
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 climbin' back in to the ring, hey, hey, hey | |
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 |
zuo qu : Casey | |
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, swollen 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 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 man 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 | |
He' s a legend in the bar with every scar | |
Fights a thousand bigger men, hey, hey, hey | |
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 climbin' back into the ring, hey, hey, hey | |
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 goes out to the | |
Boston Punks and | |
SkinsA rowdy bunch they are | |
This one goes out to everyone at | |
Six Fifty | |
Six Adams | |
StreetHow you doin', fellas? | |
This one goes out to Incomprehensible | |
Ballroom heroes, one no longer with us | |
Last but not the least, this one goes out to Incomprehensible | |
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 climbin' back in to the ring, hey, hey, hey | |
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 |
zuò qǔ : Casey | |
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, swollen 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 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 man 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 | |
He' s a legend in the bar with every scar | |
Fights a thousand bigger men, hey, hey, hey | |
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 climbin' back into the ring, hey, hey, hey | |
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 goes out to the | |
Boston Punks and | |
SkinsA rowdy bunch they are | |
This one goes out to everyone at | |
Six Fifty | |
Six Adams | |
StreetHow you doin', fellas? | |
This one goes out to Incomprehensible | |
Ballroom heroes, one no longer with us | |
Last but not the least, this one goes out to Incomprehensible | |
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 climbin' back in to the ring, hey, hey, hey | |
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 |