Pogues - Streams Of Whiskey Lyrics
Last night as I sleptI dreamt I met with behanI shook him by the hand and we passed the time of dayWhen questioned on his viewsOn the crux of lifes philosophiesHe had but these few clear and simple words to sayI am going, I am goingAny which way the wind may be blowingI am going, I am goingWhere streams of whiskey are flowingI have cursed, bled and swornJumped bail and landed up in jailLife has often tried to stretch meBut the rope always was slackAnd now that Ive a pileIll go down to the chelseaIll walk in on my feetBut Ill leave there on my backBecause I am going, I am goingAny which way the wind may be blowingI am going, I am goingWhere streams of whiskey are flowingOh the words that he spokeSeemed the wisest of philosophiesTheres nothing ever gainedBy a wet thing called a tearWhen the world is too darkAnd I need the light inside of meIll walk into a barAnd drink fifteen pints of beerIam going, I am goingAny which way the wind may be blowingI am going, I am goingWhere streams of whiskey are flowingI am going, I am goingAny which way the wind may be blowingI am going, I am goingWhere streams of whiskey are flowingWhere streams of whiskey are flowingWhere streams of whiskey are flowing
