Streams of Whiskey --- Shane McGowan
[D]Last
night as I slept I [G]dreampt I
met with [D]Behan
I [D]shook him by the hand and we [A7]passed the time of day
When [D]questioned on his views on the [G]crux of life's phil-[D]osophies
He [D]had but these few clear and [A7]simple words to [D]say
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Any [G]which way the [D]wind may be [A7]blowing
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Where streams of [G]whiskey
are [A7]flow-[D]ing
I
have [D]cursed, bled and sworn,
Jumped [G]bail and landed [D]up
in jail
Life has [D]often
tried to stretch me, but the [A7]rope
was always slack
And [D]now
that I've a pile, I'll [G]go down
to the [D]Chelsea
I'll [D]walk
in on my feet, but I'll [A7]leave
there on my [D]back
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Any [G]which way the [D]wind may be [A7]blowing
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Where streams of [G]whiskey
are [A7]flow-[D]ing
Oh
the [D]words that he spoke,
seemed the [G]wisest of
phil-[D]osophies
There's
[D]nothing ever gained by a
[G]wet thing called a
[A7]tear
When the [D]world
is too dark and I [G]need the
light in-[D]side of me
I'll
[D]walk into a bar and drink
[G]fifteen pints of [A7]beer
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Any [G]which way the [D]wind may be [A7]blowing
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Where streams of [G]whiskey
are [A7]flow-[D]ing
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Any [G]which way the [D]wind may be [A7]blowing
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Where streams of [G]whiskey
are [A7]flow-[D]ing
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Any [G]which way the [D]wind may be [A7]blowing
I
am [D]going, I am [G]go-[D]ing,
Where streams of [G]whiskey
are [A7]flow-[D]ing
Where
streams of [G]whiskey are [A7]flow-[D]ing
Where streams
of [G]whiskey are [A7]flow-[D]ing