Small Town Heroes

There's a fella who sits by the roundabout, saluting cars
They call him the highwayman, but he does no harm
Pa's going out with your wan of the Downey's
She've hoopy earrings, a pure towny
Tom is still running the roads atein lettuce
He went to Mosney doing athletics
There's a small man who has a big car
He made a load of money and he owns the Spar
Criag could have played for Man United
He'd some left boot but he hated the diet (burger and chips)

Small town heroes
Propping up the bar again
Small town heroes
With the shirt on and the hair gel
They play the cards they've been shown
Take the hits and just keep goin'
Small town heroes
Small town heroes

There's a hape of Polish in the estate
They seems pretty sound but their English isn't great
Sinead Regan, she's a vegan
Gets locked and ates a snackbox at the weekend
Jimmy got a kick of a cow in the arm
I'd say he's gonna leave Connor the farm
He's tall dark and handsome like a pint of Guinness
The whole town would like to have a crack off his missus (some bird)

Small town heroes
Propping up the bar again
Small town heroes
With the shirt on and the hair gel
They play the cards they've been shown
Take the hits and just keep goin'
Small town heroes
Small town heroes

Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh
Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh

Fair play to Kate Ryan that was some goin'
She raised those four kids on her own
Paddy Fong is still bolloxing with bits of steel
Putting aul yokes up on Donedeal
There's a man they call him Mickey Christ
He goes to mass everyday of his life
I can hear young Kiely a mile away
His exhaust is clean bust but he drives away

Small town heroes
Propping up the bar again
Small town heroes
With the shirt on and the hair gel
They play the cards they've been shown
Take the hits and just keep goin'
Small town heroes
Small town heroes



Credits
Writer(s): John O Brien, Jonathan Mcmahon
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