-------------------------------Streams of Whiskey The Pogues-------------------------------DLast night as I sleptEm AI dreamt I met with BehanD G AI shook him by the hand and we passed the time of dayDWhen questioned on his viewsEm AOn the crux of lifes philosophiesD G A DHe had but these few clear and simple words to say**CHORUS**D Em AI am going, I am goingD G AAny which way the wind may be blowingD Em AI am going, I am goingD G Em A DWhere streams of whiskey are flowing( Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/t/the_pogues/streams_of_whiskey_crd.html )DI have cursed, bled and swornEm AJumped bail and landed up in jailDLife has often tried to stretch meG ABut the rope always was slackDAnd now that Ive a pileEm AIll go down to the chelseaDIll walk in on my feetG A DBut Ill leave there on my back**CHORUS**DOh the words that he spokeEm ASeemed the wisest of philosophiesDTheres nothing ever gainedG ABy a wet thing called a tearDWhen the world is too darkEm AAnd I need the light inside of meDIll walk into a barG A DAnd drink fifteen pints of beer**CHORUS to fadeby joered.
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