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Streams of WhiskeyThe Pogues
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[D]Last night as I slept
[Em]I dreamt I met with [A]Behan
[D]I shook him by the hand and we [G]passed the time of [A]day
[D]When questioned on his views
[Em]On the crux of lifes phi[A]losophies
[D]He had but these few clear and [G]simple [A]words to [D]say
CHORUS
[D]I am going, I[Em] am g[A]oing
[D]Any which way the [G]wind may be blowin[A]g
[D]I am going, I[Em] am g[A]oing
[D]Where streams of [G]whiskey a[Em]re fl[A]owin[D]g
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[D]I have cursed, bled and sworn
[Em]Jumped bail and landed[A] up in jail
[D]Life has often tried to stretch me
[G]But the rope always was [A]slack
[D]And now that Ive a pile
[Em]Ill go down to the [A]chelsea
[D]Ill walk in on my feet
But Ill [G]leave there [A]on my [D]back
CHORUS
[D]Oh the words that he spoke
[Em]Seemed the wisest of [A]philosophies
[D]Theres nothing ever gained
[G]By a wet thing called a t[A]ear
[D]When the world is too dark
[Em]And I need the light [A]inside of me
[D]Ill walk into a bar
And drink [G]fifteen [A]pints of [D]beer
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Streams of WhiskeyThe Pogues
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[D]Last night as I slept
[Em]I dreamt I met with [A]Behan
[D]I shook him by the hand and we [G]passed the time of [A]day
[D]When questioned on his views
[Em]On the crux of lifes phi[A]losophies
[D]He had but these few clear and [G]simple [A]words to [D]say
CHORUS
[D]I am going, I[Em] am g[A]oing
[D]Any which way the [G]wind may be blowin[A]g
[D]I am going, I[Em] am g[A]oing
[D]Where streams of [G]whiskey a[Em]re fl[A]owin[D]g
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[D]I have cursed, bled and sworn
[Em]Jumped bail and landed[A] up in jail
[D]Life has often tried to stretch me
[G]But the rope always was [A]slack
[D]And now that Ive a pile
[Em]Ill go down to the [A]chelsea
[D]Ill walk in on my feet
But Ill [G]leave there [A]on my [D]back
CHORUS
[D]Oh the words that he spoke
[Em]Seemed the wisest of [A]philosophies
[D]Theres nothing ever gained
[G]By a wet thing called a t[A]ear
[D]When the world is too dark
[Em]And I need the light [A]inside of me
[D]Ill walk into a bar
And drink [G]fifteen [A]pints of [D]beer
CHORUS to fade
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