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Streams Of Whiskey Lyrics
Last night as I slept
I dreamt I met with Behan
I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of life's philosophies
He had but these few clear and simple words to say
I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always was slack
And now that I've a pile
I'll go down to the Chelsea
I'll walk in on my feet
But I'll leave there on my back
Because I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
There's nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
I'll walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer
Iam going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I dreamt I met with Behan
I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of life's philosophies
He had but these few clear and simple words to say
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always was slack
And now that I've a pile
I'll go down to the Chelsea
I'll walk in on my feet
But I'll leave there on my back
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
There's nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
I'll walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
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I recently bought a copy of tThe best of the pogues having never heard a single pogue song and i am now a big fan.
P.S The pogues used to be called Poguemahone which is irish gaelic for kiss my arse but they changed for reasons of public decency, just an interesting fact
before that they were named the Nipple Erectors they had to change that name 2 I'm also a big fan since i bought "the best of" from the pogues funny how a yougher generation falls back to the roots of their peers
The Behan is Brendan Behan who was one of Shane's big heros "a drinker witha writing problem" and the whole song is about him, alcohol, and how all the words mean nothing when all you want to do is get pissed
The Behan is Brendan Behan who was one of Shane's big heros "a drinker witha writing problem" and the whole song is about him, alcohol, and how all the words mean nothing when all you want to do is get pissed