The pipes, the pipes are callin'
I was a fightin' champ from Belfast,
When I kissed my ma goodbye
My daddy'd gone one month
before I looked in her dead eyes
She said, know you're strong,
in my heart I know you're mine.
But I'd fear for you down in my soul
if Daddy don't sing Danny Boy tonight.
beneath the ringside lights.
And a brown -skinned kid from Fort Worth
is trying to take my life.
But my title is worth more to me
Sewing memory of my dear old dad,
I'll fight him to the death
Some fight for love, some fight for hate,
some fight for heart and life
I fought for dad who sang for me,
I fought for God and country boys,
But I don't think I'll be worth a damn
If Daddy doesn't sing that song,
I don't think that I can move on spirit's gone,
Now he's not here, I'm so alone
I long to stop and go back home
Some fight for love, some fight for hate
Some fight for heart and life
I fought for Dad who sang for me,
I fought for God and country boys,
But I don't think I'll be worth a damn