Streams Of Whiskey Lyrics

	作词：Shane Macgowan
	作曲：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 tried to 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
	Because 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
	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 walk into a bar
	And drink fifteen pints of beer
	Iam 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
	Where streams of whiskey are flowing
	Where streams of whiskey are flowing

	zuo ci: Shane Macgowan
	zuo qu: 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 tried to 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
	Because 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
	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 walk into a bar
	And drink fifteen pints of beer
	Iam 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
	Where streams of whiskey are flowing
	Where streams of whiskey are flowing

	zuò cí: Shane Macgowan
	zuò qǔ: 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 tried to 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
	Because 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
	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 walk into a bar
	And drink fifteen pints of beer
	Iam 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
	Where streams of whiskey are flowing
	Where streams of whiskey are flowing

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