Who is standing before me?
Not the boy I used to see
The boy I knew, had Irish eyes
Filled with laughter, they told no lies
Micky boy, he once was known
Broken down from years on his own
Who is this stranger in front of me?
The boy I knew had soft curls and rosy cheeks
This was not who he was supposed to be
The boy I knew, had Irish eyes
Watching his back his eyes are strained
His heart once pure, is now stained
Micky boy, where have you been?
I tried to shield you from this world of sin.
Who is this boy in front of me?
Lord, answer my prayers he still isn’t free
The boy I knew had Irish eyes
He used to stiffen his lip to hold in his cries
Those Irish eyes aren’t smiling now
Sold to the devil, he took a vow
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