The pipes, the pipes are callin'
From glen to glen and
down the mountainside
I was a fightin' champ from Belfast,
Ireland
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,
I know you're brave,
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.
Las Vegas heat,
it's sapped my strength
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
than even drawing breath
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,
God knows I always tried
I fought for God and country boys,
I fought for Irish pride
But I don't think I'll be worth a damn
if Daddy don't sing
Daddy Boy today
If Daddy doesn't sing that song,
I don't think that I can move on spirit's gone,
I'm present to even try
Now he's not here, I'm so alone
I long to stop and go back home
But like before,
I'll go ahead and fight
Though daddy won't say,
daddy won't say
Some fight for love, some fight for hate
Some fight for heart and life
I fought for Dad who sang for me,
God knows I always tried
I fought for God and country boys,
I fought for Irish pride
But I don't think I'll be worth a damn
if Daddy don't sing
Daddy won't sing
Daddy won't sing
Daddy won't sing you