Transam Forty - The Dublin Fighter Lyrics

He grew up fast and rough
Dublin streets taught him tough
Lived alone since mamma dying
But he's a fighting man
Got on the ferry Dublin
London bound
Said goodbye to family
But no one found
Did his time on ropes
Now he's a fighting man
Yeah he's a fighter now
Soaking his hands in salt and sand
Never had a loved one
But missing his land
Looks out his window
Sees only sad
Missing emerald
And Dublin is calling
Irish boy in a London town
And the Dublin town is calling
An Irish boy in a London town
And the Dublin town is calling
The fighting boy that had no love
But this Dublin town is calling
But this Dublin will find no place
For a fighting man that's fallen
So he goes to work
Like any fighter should
Take a grand for a win
Dublin fighter
Living like a loner
He's a fighting man
Hasn't any friends
Just his coach called Dan
Dublin fighter is fighting
All about the money
All about the money
Money money
The only gift from daddy
Was his fighting hands
Hasn't seen his mamma
Since he was a lad
Now it's Dublin fighter
An Irish boy in a London town
And the Dublin town is calling
The fighting boy that had no love
But this Dublin town is calling
But this Dublin will find no place
For a fighting man that's fallen