Karaoké 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 words to say

I am goin'

I am goin' any which way the wind may be blowin'

I am goin'

I am goin' where streams of whiskey are flowin'

I have cursed, bled and sworn

Jumped bail and landed up in jail

Life has often tried to stretch me but the rope always went 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'm goin'

I am goin' any which way the wind may be blowin'

I am goin'

I am goin' where streams of whiskey are flowin' yeah

Oh the words that he spoke seemed the wisest of philosophies

There's nothin' 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 the bar and drink fifteen pints of beer

Because I'm goin'

I am goin' any which way the wind may be blowin'

I am goin'

I am goin' where streams of whiskey are flowin'

I am goin'

I am goin' any which way the wind may be blowin'

I am goin'

I am goin' where streams of whiskey are flowin'

Where streams of whiskey are flowin'

Where streams of whiskey are flowin'