Christy Moore - Jack Doyle (aka The Contender) lyrics

When I was young and I was in my day I could steal what woman's heart there was away I'd sing and dance till morning blaze away until the dawning Long before I was the man you see today 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 it shook me By the bottle live by the bottle I will fall 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 is raving When I die I'll die a drunk down on the street You can count me out to 10 in clear defeat Wrap the starry plough around me and let the piper's air resound me There I'll rest until the Lord of Love I meet