The Pogues, Thousands Are SailingIntro F#m E Bm AVerse:AThe island it is silent nowDBut the ghosts still haunt the wavesA F#mAnd the torch lights up a famished manBm EWho fortune could not saveE ADid you work upon the railroadDDid you rid the streets of crimeA F#mWere your dollars from the white houseE AWere they from the five and dimeF#mDid the old songs taunt or cheer youD AAnd did they still make you cryF#mDid you count the months and yearsBm EOr did your teardrops quickly dryAAh, No, says he 'twas not to beDOn a coffin ship I came hereA F#mAnd I never even got so farE AThat they could change my mindChorus:F#mThousands are still sailingE BmAcross the Western OceanF#mTo a land of opportunityE BmThat some of them will never seeF#mFortune prevailingE BmAcross the Western OceanF#mTheir bellies fullAnd their spirits freeE BmThey'll break the chains of povertyD F#m E B D F#m E BAnd they'll danceF#m Bm F#m D A E A E AVerse 2In Manhattan's desert twilightIn the death of afternoonWe stepped hand in hand on BroadwayLike the first man on the moonAnd "The Blackbird" broke the silenceAs you whistled it so sweetAnd in Brendan Behan's footstepsI danced up and down the streetThen we said goodnight to BroadwayGiving it our best regardsTipped our hats to Mister CohanDear old Times Square's favourite bardThen we raised a glass to J.F.K.And a dozen more besidesWhen I got back to my empty roomI suppose I must have criedChorus 2Thousands are sailingAgain across the oceanWhere the hand of opportunityDraws tickets in a lotteryPostcards we're mailingOf sky-blue skies and oceansFrom rooms the daylight never seesWhere lights don't glow on Christmas treesBut we dance to the music And we danceChorus 3Thousands are sailingAcross the Western OceanWhere the hand of opportunityDraws tickets in a lotteryWhere e'er we go, we celebrateThe land that makes us refugeesFrom fear of Priests with empty platesFrom guilt and weeping effigiesAnd we danceD F#m E B /*repeat to fade*/
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