The Irish Man

(poems go here) Its wakin’ up at five in the mornin’ Its doin’ jobs no one else will Its goin’ hungry for the children’s sakes Its doin’ your best to survive just to spite ‘em Its pushin’ forward when you feel like fallin’ Its seein’ NINA in ev’r winda Its bein’ put down but standin’ tall Its crossin’ an ocean an’ leavin’ home behind Its bein’ Irish an’ bein’ proud to be in Americay.