paroles de chanson Jack Doyle (Aka The Contender) - Christy Moore
When
i
was
young
and
I
was
in
my
day
I
could
steal
what
womans
heart
there
was
away
Sing
and
dance
into
the
dawning
Blaze
a
trail
until
the
morning
Long
before
I
was
the
man
you
see
today
And
I
was
born
beneath
the
star
that
promised
all
I
could
have
lived
my
life
between
cork
cobh
and
youghal
But
the
wheel
of
fortune
took
me
From
the
highest
point
she
shook
me
By
the
bottle
live
by
the
bottle
i
shall
fall
But
there
in
the
mirror
on
the
wall
I
see
the
dream
is
fading
From
the
contender
to
the
fall
The
ring,
the
rose,
the
matador,
raving
And
when
I
die
I'll
die
a
drunk
down
on
the
street
You
can
count
me
out
to
ten
in
clear
defeat
Rap
the
stary
plough
around
me
Let
the
pipers
air
resound
me
There
I'll
rest
until
the
lord
of
love
I
meet
But
there
in
the
mirror
on
the
wall
I
see
the
dream
is
fading
From
the
contender
to
the
brawl
The
ring,
the
rose,
the
matador,
raving
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