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D G D Last night as I slept I dreamed I met with Behan G A I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day D G D When questioned on his views on the crux of life's philosophies D G A D 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 Chorus 2 Inst D D D G A D D D G D 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 Chorus 3 Chorus 4 Outro D D D G A D D D G D
Written by Shane MacGowan
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