Streams Of Whiskey Pogues

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

Streams Of Whiskey The Pogues

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

Streams Of Whiskey (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

"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

Sally MacLennane (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

happy in the morning Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours Where the elephant man broke strong men's necks When he'd had too many powers So sad to see the grieving of the people that he's

Sally MacLennane The Pogues

Well Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn He soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn And they all looked very

Navigator The Pogues

The canals and the bridges, the embankments and cuts They blasted and dug with their sweat and their guts They never drank water but whiskey by pints And the shanty towns rang with their songs and their

A Pair Of Brown Eyes The Pogues

In blood and death 'neath a screaming sky I lay down on the ground And the arms and legs of other men Were scattered all around Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed Then prayed and bled some

The Broad Majestic Shannon The Pogues

> The last time I saw you was down at the greeks There was whiskey on sunday and tears on our cheeks You sang me a song as pure as the breeze Blowing up the road to glenaveigh I sat for a while at the

The Broad Majestic Shannon (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks You sang me a song that was pure as the breeze Blowing up the road to Glenaveigh I sat for a while at

The Sick Bed Of Cuchulainn The Pogues

McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head There's devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands You need one more drop

The Body Of An American (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

pin' We turned and shook as we had a look In the room where the dead men lay So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip To the shores where his father's laid And fifteen minutes later We had our first taste of

The Body Of An American The Pogues

' Then we turned and shook as we had a look In the room where the dead men lay So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip To the home where his father's laid But fifteen minutes later We had our first taste of

Whiskey In The Jar The Pogues And The Dubliners

counting I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier Saying Stand and deliver for he were a bold deceiver Mush a ring dumb a do dumb a da Wack fall the daddy o wack fall the daddy o There's whiskey

Love You 'Till The End Pogues

I just want to see you When you're all alone I just want to catch you if I can I just want to be there When the morning light explodes On your face it radiates I can't escape I love you till the en...

Streams 화난 곰

Follow the lines of her hand Swaying gently as it hangs Pointed south towards the ground Colour her mind as it fades Into the light of the shade Poignant forever destined to be The words inside the letter

Bottle Of Smoke The Pogues

> Thanks and praises Thanks to Jesus I bet on the Bottle of Smoke I went to hell And to the races To bet on the Bottle of Smoke The day being clear The sky being bright He came up on the left Like a

Lullaby Of London The Pogues

> As I walked down by the riverside One evening in the spring Heard a long gone song From days gone by Blown in on the great North wind Though there is no lonesome corncrake's cry Of sorrow and delight

The Irish Rover (Feat. The Dubliners) The Pogues

In the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and six We set sail from the fair Cobh of Cork We were bound far away with a cargo of bricks For the fine city hall of New York In a very fine craft she was rigged

Bottle Of Smoke (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

"Thanks and praises Thanks to Jesus I bet on the Bottle of Smoke I went to hell And to the races To bet on the Bottle of Smoke The day being clear The sky being bright He came up on the left Like a streak

The Irish Rover (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

On the Fourth of July, 1806 We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the Grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft She was rigged fore and aft And

The Irish Rover The Pogues

On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the grand city hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged

A Rainy Night In Soho The Pogues

loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the days And I've cried for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways We watched our friends grow up together And we saw them as they fell Some of

Tuesday Morning (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

Too many sad days Too many Tuesday mornings I thought of you today I wished it was yesterday morning I thought of you today And I dreamt you were dressed in mourning But I knew that you With your heart

Oretown The Pogues

The night stank of diesel And a stranger came to town A cold wind blowing And the rain pouring down Street lights flicker And the power lines moan The moon beat down On a river of bone Someone put the

Rainy Night In Soho (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

loving you a long time Down all the years, down all the days And I've cried for all your troubles Smiled at your funny little ways We watched our friends grow up together And we saw them as they fell Some of

Tuesday Morning The Pogues

Too many sad days Too many Tuesday mornings I thought of you today I wished it was yesterday morning I thought of you today I dreamt you were dressed in mourning But I knew that you WIth your heart beating

London Girl The Pogues

The devil moon took me through the alley Down by the Kardomah and the Centrale To the Mews running through the backstreets Where the Blacks sold fire and sleep The devil moon took me out of Soho Up to

Fiesta (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

I am Francisco Vasquez Garcia I am welcome to Almeria We have sin gas and con leche We have fiesta and feria We have the song of the chochona We have brandy and half corona And Leonardo and his accordione

Young Ned Of The Hill The Pogues

black as night Upon a windswept sky To walk the purple heather And hear the westwind cry To know that's where the rapparee must die Since Cromwell pushed us westward To live our lowly lives There's some of

Young Ned Of The Hill (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

night Upon a windswept sky To walk the purple heather And hear the westwind cry To know that's where the rapparee must die Since Cromwell pushed us westward To live our lowly lives There's some of

Thousands Are Sailing The Pogues

> The island it is silent now But the ghosts still haunt the waves And the torch lights up a famished man Who fortune could not save Did you work upon the railroad Did you rid the streets of crime Were

Thousands Are Sailing (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

Did you rid the streets of crime? Were your dollars from the White House? Were they from the five and dime? Did the old songs taunt or cheer you And did they still make you cry?

The Limerick Rake The Pogues

known In Newcastle West I spent many a note With Kitty and Jenny and Mary My parents rebuked me for being such a rake And spending my time in such frolicsome ways But I ne've could forget the good nature of

The Sunnyside Of The Street The Pogues

Seen the carnival at Rome Had the women I had the booze All I can remember now Is little kids without no shoes So I saw that train And I got on it With a heartful of hate And a lust for vomit Now I'm walking

The Sunnyside Of The Street (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

Seen the carnival at Rome Had the women I had the booze All I can remember now Is little kids without no shoes So I saw that train And I got on it With a heartful of hate And a lust for vomit Now I'm

Sit Down By The Fire The Pogues

> Sit down by the fire And I'll tell you a story To send you away to your bed Of the things you hear creeping When everyone's sleeping And you wish you were out here instead It isn't the mice in the

Fairytale Of New York The Pogues

eighteen to one I've got a feeling This year's for me and you So happy Christmas I love you baby I can see a better time When all our dreams come true They've got cars Big as bars They've got rivers of

Greenland Whale Fisheries The Pogues

In eighteen hundred and forty six And of March the eighteenth day We hoisted our colors to the top of the mast And for Greenland sailed away brave boys And for Greenland sailed away The lookout in the

Greenland Whale Fisheries (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

"In eighteen hundred and forty-six And of March the eighteenth day, We hoisted our colors to the top of the mast And for Greenland sailed away, brave boys, And for Greenland sailed away.

Tosspint The Pogues

Tosspint rises early Sprung from a nightmare's claw Thrice crows the dawn cock The mist is on the moor Tosspint cries from croaking gills Thank God I'm not forsaken From the hellish depths of sleep At

Turkish Song Of The Damned The Pogues

> I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve The dead have come to claim a debt from thee They stand outside

Fairytale Of New York (Feat. Kirsty Maccoll) The Pogues

eighteen to one I've got a feeling This year's for me and you So Happy Christmas I love you baby I can see a better time When all our dreams come true They've got cars big as bars they've got rivers of

Star Of The County Down (Live At The Olympia, Paris / 2012) The Pogues

Near Banbridge Town in the County Down One morning last July A boreen green came a sweet colleen And she smiled as she passed me by She looked so sweet from her two bare feet To the sheen of her nut brown

Fiesta The Pogues

I am Francisco Vasquez Garcia I am welcome to Almeria We have sin gas and con leche We have fiesta and feria We have the song of the chochona We have brandy and half corona And Leonardo and his accordione

Billy's Bones The Pogues

Billy ran around with the rare old crew And he knew an Arsenal from Tottenham blue We'd be a darn sight better of if we knew Where Billy's bones are resting now Billy saw a copper and he hit him in the

When The Ship Comes In The Pogues

split And the ship will hit And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking Then the tide will sound And the wind will pound And the morning will be breaking Oh the fishes will laugh As they swim out of

How Come The Pogues

How come when I got the ace of hearts Ya always draw the ace of spades How's it when your best friend Brings you lillies on your birthday Hey how come, hey how come Well I ain't superstitious, but well

Four O'Clock in the Morning The Pogues

morning When the ambulance arrived 4 O'Clock in the morning When the ambulance arrived The blue lights were flashing As they lay my baby down inside They took her to the hospital In the darkest hour of

White City The Pogues

ticket stubs From a hundred thousand mugs Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain And the car-parks going up And they're pulling down the pubs And its just another bloody rainy day Oh sweet city of

Anniversary The Pogues

ringing out As the town crier shouts Words too strong to be spoken There's a rumble in the ground And the air fills with sound Trumpets in the wind are a' blowing The townsfolk peep Through the curtains of