Streams of Whiskey (其他)
Shout Out Louds"Streams of Whiskey (其他)" is a song by Shout Out Louds, released in 2007 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:19 long and contains 42 lines and 257 words.
0:00Streams of Whiskey - Shout Out Louds/The Essex Green/Shane MacGowan
0:30Last night as I slept
0:32I dreamt I met with Behan
0:34I shook him by the hand and
0:35We passed the time of day
0:37When questioned on his views
0:39On the crux of life's philosophies
0:41He had but these few clear
0:42And simple words to say
0:44I am going I am going
0:48Any which way the wind may be blowing
0:51I am going I am going
0:55Where streams of whiskey are flowing
0:58I have cursed bled and sworn
1:00Jumped bail and landed up in jail
1:02Life has often stretch me
1:04But the rope always was slack
1:06And now that I've a pile
1:07I'll go down to the Chelsea
1:09I'll walk in on my feet
1:11But I'll leave there on my back
1:12I am going I am going
1:16Any which way the wind may be blowing
1:19I am going I am going
1:23Where streams of whiskey are flowing
1:26Yeah
1:41Oh the words that he spoke
1:42Seemed the wisest of philosophies
1:44There's nothing ever gained
1:46By a wet thing called a tear
1:48When the world is too dark
1:49And I need the light inside of me
1:51I'll go into a bar and drink
1:53Fifteen pints of beer
1:55I am going I am going
1:58Any which way the wind may be blowing
2:02I am going I am going
2:05Where streams of whiskey are flowing
2:09I am going I am going
2:12Any which way the wind may be blowing
2:16I am going I am going
2:19Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Streams of Whiskey - Shout Out Louds/The Essex Green/Shane MacGowan 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 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 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 Yeah 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 go into a bar and drink Fifteen pints of beer 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 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
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