The Ballad of Mike Malloy - Alt (Remastered)

male vocals, Celtic rock, Irish folk, murder ballad

(Verse 1)
In the shadows of the Five Points' din,
Where the lamplight flickers dim,
Lived a man they called Iron Mike,
With a thirst as deep as the night.
He drank to drown his weary soul,
In bars where bitter stories roll,
But fate would twist in dark deceit,
As shadows schemed on his defeat.
(Chorus)
Oh, Mike Malloy, the man who'd not die,
A spirit too stubborn for the grave's quiet sigh.
Through poison and peril, through fire and frost,
The reaper reached out, but his hand was lost.
(Verse 2)
Tony and the boys, they hatched a plan,
To claim the life of a drinking man.
A policy bought with a deadly grin,
And Mike's name signed by a devil's pen.
They served him wood alcohol's cruel sting,
But Mike drank deep, felt not a thing.
They cursed his name as the clock struck twelve,
For Iron Mike still drank to his health.
(Chorus)
Oh, Mike Malloy, the man who'd not die,
A spirit too stubborn for the grave's quiet sigh.
Through poison and peril, through fire and frost,
The reaper reached out, but his hand was lost.
(Bridge)
They tried the cold of winter's wrath,
Left him to freeze on death's dark path.
But dawn broke soft; he rose anew,
With frost in his beard and life in view.
A car they sent to seal his doom,
But even then, he defied the tomb.
With every plot, their patience cracked,
For Iron Mike still staggered back.
(Verse 3)
At last, they dealt a final blow,
Gas filled the air where Mike lay low.
And so, they claimed his life at last,
But their freedom soon would be surpassed.
For justice rose like the morning sun,
And Old Sparky called when their deeds were done.
Yet in the lore of the Five Points' streets,
Mike’s defiance still repeats.
(Final Chorus)
Oh, Mike Malloy, the man who'd not die,
Your story lives on in the cold night sky.
Through poison and peril, through fire and frost,
The reaper reached out, but his hand was lost.
(Outro)
So raise a glass to Iron Mike,
Who fought the dark with stubborn might.
In whiskey's glow, his spirit soars,
A legend born of the Five Points' wars.

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(Verse 1) In the shadows of the Five Points' din, Where the lamplight flickers dim, Lived a man they called Iron Mike, With a thirst as deep as the night. He drank to drown his weary soul, In bars where bitter stories roll, But fate would twist in dark deceit, As shadows schemed on his defeat. (Chorus) Oh, Mike Malloy, the man who'd not die, A spirit too stubborn for the grave's quiet sigh. Through poison and peril, through fire and frost, The reaper reached out, but his hand was lost. (Verse 2) Tony and the boys, they hatched a plan, To claim the life of a drinking man. A policy bought with a deadly grin, And Mike's name signed by a devil's pen. They served him wood alcohol's cruel sting, But Mike drank deep, felt not a thing. They cursed his name as the clock struck twelve, For Iron Mike still drank to his health. (Chorus) Oh, Mike Malloy, the man who'd not die, A spirit too stubborn for the grave's quiet sigh. Through poison and peril, through fire and frost, The reaper reached out, but his hand was lost. (Bridge) They tried the cold of winter's wrath, Left him to freeze on death's dark path. But dawn broke soft; he rose anew, With frost in his beard and life in view. A car they sent to seal his doom, But even then, he defied the tomb. With every plot, their patience cracked, For Iron Mike still staggered back. (Verse 3) At last, they dealt a final blow, Gas filled the air where Mike lay low. And so, they claimed his life at last, But their freedom soon would be surpassed. For justice rose like the morning sun, And Old Sparky called when their deeds were done. Yet in the lore of the Five Points' streets, Mike’s defiance still repeats. (Final Chorus) Oh, Mike Malloy, the man who'd not die, Your story lives on in the cold night sky. Through poison and peril, through fire and frost, The reaper reached out, but his hand was lost. (Outro) So raise a glass to Iron Mike, Who fought the dark with stubborn might. In whiskey's glow, his spirit soars, A legend born of the Five Points' wars.

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