I grew up in Ireland in dear old Dublin town
brought up by a people who`d let nothing get them down
I was taught while still a child to stand up for me rights
Prepare to face the devil that would plague me in my life
I served a long apprenticeship a very honest trade
Stand up to your devils or they`ll walk over you
remember, son, the devils come in many shapes and hues
There`s devil that is handsome, the devil that is mean
Some of them look scruffy and some look far too clean
I tried me hand at courting and women found me sweet